As it would appear, we are all on this journey through life. This endless up hill battle, conquering woe, and fighting for a frivolous cause. Tear it down, Break it, touch the seams and rip them open. There's a constant turning over, a constant change, that leads you back to the same old things. Money, love, happiness. So many things we strive for, so little we gain. Knowledge? An unattainable about of information no one being could muster enough time or space to indulge themselves in for more then a blink of an eye. A great mind? Or a thirsty heart? Drink up the lacquered leaves of what once may have been beautiful. I forget how easy it is t