As time passes the "Grand illusions" are gradually stripped away and the moon turns to dirt, dust and rock thanks to science, while the prima donas turn to mud wrestlers and street walkers thanks to media, yet one thing alone remains consistant, pure and simple, that is one's love for his fellow travelers, availiable always, that if adopted , this "humanities lost child", bears the fruits to pale even the grandest of illusions with an even "Greater Grander Reality"!
Just sayin' ...... Pop'
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