Kun.
Be.
And there was.
Click.
And this is.
What is? What is not? What can be?
Can we ever know?
Do we want to know?
Would the onset of a flood of complete knowledge be suficient to extinguish the fire within every Child of Adam??
Yet we desire to know. We drink in this ocean.
Dreg by dreg.
Drop by drop.
Intoxicated by its sweet, addictive, poison.
We try to conquer that ocean.
We try to play God.
We desire to play God.
Is this blasphemy?
Kun.
Be.
And there was.
Click.
Be
And this is.
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