Let me preface it with an observation with the hope of diffusing argument, allowing reflecting instead

I have spent many minutes, hours, days, weeks, years, in the clutches of those who dictate our thoughts and actions. I experienced temporal satisfaction at times when it appeared I was in the majority, or more aptly put, I was member with the largest herd of sheep..... Somehow I guess I found security and justification (in my thoughts and actions) for staking a claim with the majority....
I felt I deserved the right to "enlighten" the minority (ignorant). Heck, it was my duty....
If in fact I only "really" did it to feel better about myself, self justification, that was mere icing on the cake and readily dismissed for the higher calling of enlightening the ill informed (lost), or so I thought.....
I pondered why my high of superiority was fleeting, never lasting, but always requiring the energy of another fight (argument) to sustain it. Why did it leave me exhausted and at odds with the world.....why was peace (of mind) escaping me?
I have since found my answers.....

My question to you, if you care to answer (or even think about to yourself). Upon your death, will the world/society have truly benefited by your life, did you leave a mark of hope, or grab what you thought you wanted?