Even if an old dog taught new tricks, the results are still the same wishful outcome. Just trying different methods from where before had flaws.
However established the key to open up the core of all their roots is by who sown the seed.
Think as life to grasp as a jukebox, styled and created for its ability, as time goes by only the outside slightly changes while inside still plays that same known tune.
Opening up their box of secrets still remain a secret, even if to reveal outside, the minds of today see it for other means.
May well be the captain of the boat, but nature also has its own way of evolving. As the patience needed for that fish out of fresh water. Deep waters are a slow movement to hear their words. Why others rely on such other means for when speaking from the heart, as that little birdy will tell.
In the forest; learning for lifes experiences can be disturbed as a worm on the end of a stick from it's long ongoing process. To have a head in the books just as a bookworm should, takes time and thoughts to gather. Even an adorable voice can turn into a man of armour. Praising their knowledge and to light up the sky with joy, yet as defensive as to battle for that right. Leaving just those to leave behind for such voyage, although wanting to be involved, as the ones who keep the memories so to not forget.
In the stones; an ovation for such a performance but unaware for whom are the one doing the performing as the real spectators are back home, not to get crossed wires for the same opinions even home is black and white, love digs where can be misunderstood placing further doubts upon loved ones at home.
2 Samuel Ch.1:V.9 " - He said unto me again, Stand, I pray thee, upon me, and slay me: for anguish is come upon me, because my life is yet whole in me."
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