There is an saying from the Wise Old Kran, \"The grey stones are not soft because we cannot make ourselves.\"
I think my creator was an angry god.
Being the children of angry makers has turned some of the Stone
at Right angles to Peace and Accord with the Breathers.
Because we don\'t eat the same Feasts.
Though my Words translate well enough,
how can I Communicate with those that Excrete Waters,
they don\'t understand Living Still
I don\'t understand the Taste of Skin and Bark.
Is it pleasant, or like the red, smooth clay--to restore whole.
If I were understood, we may have dinner yet.
