Mother Nature holds the key and immures the known in the chest, setting a test. Man zealously sets off in a quest, thinking beyond the blaze of pace, challenging Mother Nature to the race of space... and to the space of race. The mirage of perpetual quest of the unknown; the test exposes his propensity to worship his imaginative crudity, pushing him further and further to permanent his curiosity... the nadir of preconceived cupidity.
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...the cosmic ology of Mother Nature's private part, ceaselessly being raped to conceive and bear....Fantastic expression of reality. Nice.