Knowledge


Time a duty and honor to share
Grow from roots and blossom
Should deep roots rot beware
Crushed, my history to come

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    It is our task to preserve the knowledge of the past in order for humanity to grow. I have an overwhelming feeling of responsibility for that knowledge and am crushed by the feeling of being inadequate for the task. I feel as though we have already lost so much and yet I don't know how to hold on, let alone find it again. A beautiful dream that continues to slip away.