When will Moses know he has succeeded?
When will the teacher know his pupils have absorbed the lesson?
When will a rebbe know his people truly have digested all he poured into them?
When the student wriggles and squirms and exclaims in exasperation, “If so, what am I doing here where I am? If so, why are any of us here? If so, this is a tight shell, a tiny cell! How long can we stay this way?!”
“If so, why are my eyes blind to seeing this truth that envelops me? Why are my ears deaf to the symphony in which I myself play? How could the world remain so cold? How could any corner of this world remain the way it is?”
Immediately, the walls of exile of the entire world crumble to the ground.
Maamar V’atta Tetzaveh.
Perhaps some are born with their eyes and hears open and whose mission it is to find the darkness in all situations and disciplines exposing it to the light. The world would remain the same regardless because the people were given the choice to heed or reject what is exposed in this world of shadows. The only thing that soul can actually do about it is mourn for that world with the empathy encompassing their soul.