How Were the Pyramids Built?
Cold-hearted bastard as I am, it is rare that I will post something like this. But the nature of reality is such that imperfection often can be used to portray beauty that perfection never could. There is a line in Troy by Achilles, that speaks of how the gods must be jealous of us, because every moment is a moment in which we can never be again, and we can render it how we will and rest knowing that imperfection. The song Right in Two by Tool is similar, but concerning the jealousy of Angels. Worth checking out, in my estimation… Anyway, I approve this message:
