The womb, time is meaningless. Though we still grow and develop our senses; our feeling. We're fed through an umbilical cord, and awaited by our parents on our scheduled or unscheduled arrival.
Finally, we've seen the light for the first time after nine months of the womb. We're taken care of for a period of time; diapers, bottles, and stress. Not yet have we learned to take care of ourselves. Though, time slowly evolves us into children.
Our learning process begins and we go from school to school; in a constant motion we're transformed into purpose.
Afterwards, we look to find a job and someone to grow old with. The process recycles itself when we have our first born and we see ourselves as the parents now.
Growing old consist of losing our purpose and relying on others to take care of ourselves, we find we're in diapers once again and someone is feeding us.
Then... We die.
"Strange?" - Ryan
