The spider web looked at the fly and said, "Will you see me in passing?" By the moons light it flickers past and footfall approaches.
When answers are found it seems that it should always have been known, but yet I have not known it before and as such I am just as ignorant to not have known it these many years. It tells me that to accept that which is presented as the final and perfect truth is ridiculous. There is an infinity to be known and no one is there at the terminus of infinite knowledge to serve as the guiding light. It is lanterns in the fog that highlight interesting carnival attractions on the way to infinity.