The irregular within a world are generally looked down upon. The normal within a world are generally given the leadership.

Neither accept the natural beauty which this place provides, because it doesn’t meet our formerly established terms of divinity. Instead, we look to a chandelier, and a gold pen, and velvet armchairs, and a bottle of wine.

We have never appreciated what our home has to offer, that’s pure with the unlimited.

And although most is imprisoned in crystal, hidden behind a veil which we can’t seem to lift, we cannot remain confined in the plain, artificial bond of life.

We must explore the unknown, venture into the dark to find the light.