"And the new dance said, This is what is is to be human; to see the essential existential futility of all action, all striving --andto act, to strive.  This is what it is to be human:  to reach forever beyond your grasp. This is what it is to be human:  to live forever or die trying.  This is what it is to be human:  to pertpetually ask the unanswerable questions, in the hope that the asking of them will somehow hasten the day when they will be answered.  This is what it is to be human;  to strive in the face of the certainty of failure.
      This is what it is to be human:  to persist."

You keep telling me all the reasons it will fail and all the why nots, while ignoring the obvious why it wills and why it musts. 

It doesn't matter, because I am human, and I will persist in ways I can't even yet imagine.