Man is like a tree spends its whole existence reaching for a sky it cannot meet,becoming thicker and stronger and taller in its attempt, yet no matter the effort and time it always remain rooted to the ground of its birth, for whether it is soil or ones past one cannot completely escape it, but it does not stop them from growing from it.

Even something so simple as a seed, shrouded in darkness of the dirt it is planted in, finds it way to the sun, So how can man expect to not find what he seeks in this life, even when he faces the constant darkness of his own fear and doubt?