Small flaws fall the many men, thickness matters not if the structure is only of water, with solidity of earth and the learning there to be taught, Masons mix with their water, they build form that is strong having learned the flaws that fell their fellows, for if they do not creat the dirt with the water with the straw, what bricks would they have to build with at all? Any mind that does not see the light has not reckoned to bild above the clouds, though the clever craftsman sees.


"It is what I am you see, for eyes can not reveal the who my skin hides"