If I can accomplish anything with this life,
my wish would be to move and grow. 
I do not want to look back and see
myself in the same space that I was.
Others tread water as they slowly crystallize,
failing to move from pausing to paralysis
in the slow decline of importance and permanence.
Why did the ancients spend so much time
chiseling statues from memory?
Because memory is organic
and can only be spread through organic means;
the arts are both the vector and virus of our heritage, 
and people like us continue to spread it, 
from year to year
and from place to place,
our world has never needed this infection
more than it needs it now.
Release those statues and stories before the world heals them.