Continued mediocrity in a world of perfection. Emulate the beauty of nature. The core of the ultimate soul permeates every cell and is still negated by us poor immigrants. Travel to a star and back for another trial lifetime of struggles. The best teacher is within; yet—for some reason— we still look outward.
All words have been said before. All knowledge exposed, revised, updated and restated to fit the lingo of the decade. We constantly undermine ourselves with an inferiority complex instified in childhood. Mature and take notice of a new learning experience that’s as old as the hills and realize we are the mountains, the valleys and the streams. We are naked with truths if we stop to notice them.
Reach for the farthest star and continue a galactic quest in order to bind our cells with the universe.