From the Puddle To the Moon
The stars have guided the minds of our history over the darkness of raw ocean in the face of its’ anger and wrath and power over men.
Endeavouring to find new ways to understand, the minds of our species have unlocked some of the secrets of our existence and it’s hunger to transcend.
The path of our journey from the puddle to the moon, from the grunt to the tenor is littered with failure as much as success.
Will we ever find peace as a species?
Know love for the stranger?
Accept us as each-other?
In a world where our flexibility is trained to not bend?
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