Knowledge Lab

I am tired of visiting pubs but let me be found in knowledge labs. Assimilating words like water filled in cups. Today, tomorrow let me hold a book on my lap. Being soaked in knowledge and becoming wet as clay getting wet or damp. With illumination my soul will see a better map. As there is space between the heavens and the earth, so it is between lovers of pubs and labs, there is a gap. Forsaking studies is like, on the road meeting a bump. Knowledge lab beautify my soul, change my phonology like potassium reacting with hydro-chloric acid producing a hissing sound. My semantics as rich as a British pound. Syntactic pounding like an AK47 round. As cold water is to a thirsty soul, study lab let me know you more. In a year are 365 days, in a year teach me 365 words. As a knife to a kilo of meat, so separate the chaff from the wheat. Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, so let knowledge lie in the minds of the reader. As a chemist is skilled in chemistry, so be it that I be skilled in this art. I am not scared of a suicide bomber, what scares me are people who avoid the study lab. Because the avoiding knowledge and, once a dog thought, since all cats have four legs and I have four, therefore I am a cat. Speech is silver and silence is golden, between the two which one is precious? I guess gold. Pubs are noisy while study labs are quiet. between the two where do you choose to be found. As a salon makes the hair of a woman organised, knowledge lab, make my minds exhibit the talent of organisation.