Like Moss to an Oak

If in every trial we fail to learn something new, then have we failed in our quest as human beings? Have we alluded ourselves to the notion that we have it all figured out, when we actually know nothing? How can we in our finite mind comprehend or fathom the deepest depths of our very infinite collection?

We can live forever. It is how we properly manage ourselves with our time allotted. Which will ultimately decides our fate.

We gather, like moss to an old oak, bits and pieces of information, which can lead us to life, our own destruction. It's your decision. Life or Death.