Exovian paths and why they lead to nowhere

This is from a novel I'm writing in the world's novel this comes from a book titled: The Language of Beautiful Madness. 

Exovian: from exo (outside) and via (the way) the emotion of stepping beyond the path laid out. 

To walk an exovian path is to leave man's familiar path, to break free from the well-lit avenues of morality, custom, and comfort. These paths are not paved, not promised, not sanctioned. They are carved by the feet bold enough to tread them. 

But this is the truth that makes the weak recoil into nihilism and conformity: Exovian paths lead nowhere. 

These paths do not lead to salvation, nor to certainty, nor to safe harbors where the herd gathers. The exovian path is a road of dissolution, of perpetual exile. It is the wander of one who refuses the consolations of the final destination. 

Many will ask: if it leads nowhere why walk it at all? 

Because nowhere is freedom. 

Only by abandoning destinations do we free ourselves from the chains of promises and reward. Only by walking the exovian road do we annihilate the idols of arrival (heaven, enlightenment, utopia, completion) 

To follow such a path is to embrace the abyss not as annihilation but as the raw, overflowing condition of existence itself. 

Exovian wandering is not defeat.

It is conquest. 

The one who walks it becomes the map itself, becomes the path. The void bends to the will of the wanderer even if the wanderer never arrives. 

Exovian paths lead nowhere and that nowhere is precisely where power is born