Tuesday, May 17

We are born with the echoes of previous generations already upon our lips, and our hands, and our lives. How does one go about being original in a world that has already exhausted every possible experience that we can ever encounter? Every word, feeling, opinion, perception, belief or idea that we can ever possibly conceive has already existed. We are doomed to be little more than replicas, if not thieves, of all the wisdom and greatness that has passed through this world before us.