The first and most ancient knowledge man learnt was that, one day, he would die. The primordial sin of man was the murder of another. The original trespass against divine order itself, man's introduction to death. All thoughts, all reevaluation, all pondering, all philosophizing came as a result of that singular act. From the act of knowing death, from having learnt the concept of ending. And when man knew death, consequently, he also wished to know himself. Death gave birth to time. Time gave birth to thought. Thought gave birth to consciousness. Consciousness gave birth to separation. Separation gave birth to forgetfulness. Forgetfulness gave birth to memory. Memory gave birth to dreams. Dreams gave birth to vision. Vision gave birth to inspiration. Inspiration gave birth to beauty. Beauty gave birth to love. Love gave birth to meaning. Death gave birth to meaning. Death gave birth to life. I infuse my words with visions, yes. That shared glimpse is what connects us. If you only knew how far we have fallen. ![[Pasted image 20260907170633.png]]