• The last time I remembered
    was that nothing was built
    to last, only built to raise the
    limits. What made this world
    perfect is because of it's
    imperfection, it's weakness,
    it's flaw. Because of that we
    strive for perfection, only to
    find out unconsciously that
    we created the perfect piece
    of art. But all of that was the
    last time I remembered it.
    But know, it is what it has
    given birth to, a new yard
    stake.