Foolish little man, do you think that the beauty is in the flower? Do you really think that you need to be praised, the wise knows that he is constantly being praised and he seek not it in others to praise him. He looks at the mountains and he sees himself on top of them for he once was there. Man of little faith you have turned your children prostitutes, slaves, drug addicts, fallen heroes, fallen angels, rapists and so on. Yet you can not acknowledge it a single bit. Do you think that darkness is in them? Do you think they are the cause and you live the effects? It is about time we become, it is only in the becoming that growing up happens. Things shall come so that you know what you hold dear in you. Why are you so scared of going in your inner most room, I know why, you are sure to find corpses, raped little girls, abused women and rejected children all waiting to be set free. No one will do it for you unless you do it. You are the only one with the keys, what will you do?