We only bash our heads against the rocks for long enough to learn the lesson of who we are. This society provides us with many rocks for bashing. There are many dead ends for every road forward. Much of what I have learned has now become distilled down to a single distinction: the creative and the non creative. The creative must strive to exist in soil that allows them to grow. In an uncreative industry, environment or soil, someone who can see beyond what is material and has the gift of creativity can never grow.
It is useless to feel negativity towards the cogs of the uncreative machine. People may serve a purpose in this world even if they are as rigid as a stone and have a stick way up their ass. It's not for me to decide, it is for me only to not continue down the closed paths and dead ends. It is for me only to find the eternal way.