…why does the sun shine upon the young and old; the strong and the feeble; the rich and the poor and the wise and foolish equally when clearly they are not?
…why does the rainfall comfort me in a way that a sunny day cannot?
…why do tears signal both joy and happiness as well as pain and despair?
…why must it be so exhausting in the company of many while so peaceful in solitude?
…why isn’t beauty and happiness seen as a universal concept instead of dictated by the beholder?
…why am I separated from the Constant of creation and the Spirit of Wisdom though they beckon me and I for them?
…why am I allowed only to glimpse Truth but not experience its full beauty and magnificence?
…why have I been allowed to be raised in what is considered foster care at best while my Family be not far from me?
…why are YOU not here to explain all of this to me now and nourish me within the knowledge that is so desired?
Please tell me!
Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi