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Ironically, the catholicon to life, is life itself. We tend to have this severe disinclination to see what is in front of us. This is the foundation of discontentment. To live, really live, in all it's pain, and bittersweet moments, is to simply be free from the strains of life.

Unfortunately, humans were never so strong with simplicity. We over analyze and complicated the elementary of things, taking away their fundamental values. Appreciation is something this generation substantially lacks. We find juxtaposition in things that were meant to align. We search out selfish intentions in selfless acts. We critique to such an extent we can no longer enjoy the creativity in flaw.