To delve into the depths of knowing, do not stare at the water.  To resonate within reality, the head and the heart must cohere, as they transcend mere words.  The purgatory of knowing, is a shallow agreement with correct ideas; endeavour on, into the sublime.

To delve into the depths of knowing, do


To be or not to be?

The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
No Traveller returns, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of.
Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
And thus the Native hue of Resolution
Is sicklied o’er, with the pale cast of Thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment,
With this regard their Currents turn awry,
And lose the name of Action.