Growing up, we learn things such as our name and the language our caregivers speak. But it is not the only thing that we learn.
We grow up too fast, unlearn things that are the nature of the human race, delude the facts and figure out what we must do to keep justice and peace with everyone. But what if we learned at a snail’s pace?
What then?
Ready or not, here we come and go from the underground of virtue to the distillate of woe. Rising up to see the sun bloom in the morning’s dust and then another day’s rise. Gone are the days of woe, but they may return on an endless crusade of intolerance to learn.
Just another endless night and day from the creation of life and planets, we seek our fortune in the anti-crusade of enlightenment.
But mass-produced to a known figure of 8*.
