Science is like the idiot savant who loves you with all his heart; he tells you of all the things he's spun for you through his hard work; all the things he's proven over time.
You doubt him because all of these patternations flowing through the cosmic hourglass
seem too beautiful to be contained within his factual head; there must be something more out there just out of your reach...
Fire and water seem like noble oppositions to each other,
but the reality is that both spill like a disease,
and you won't notice until you're caught in the deluge.
And this is how war becomes.
Slow, darling. Not all unique truths can surface on call.
I'm forgetting why I run and I'm running out of horsepower, but I've got a hundred thousand miles left across the dunes
and all for you.
Together we'll go great places, but better to discover them along the way.
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