if you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there
the seed has been planted the roots forming the tree growing i'll reach my branch to you to pick you up i hope you grab on and get off the ground out of the dirt eat the fruit stop wasting it you'll gain the knowledge you've casually left behind
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?