Moratorium: Dear Humanity, build.

My faith in humanity often succumbs to the vicious cycle of first being disappointingly destroyed and then being respectfully rebuilt. Destroy, Rebuild, and Repeat, it seems.

It is not rebuilt by those who destroyed it in the first place; rather, a more pleasant character reveals themselves at the seemingly opportune time of despair to rebuild what someone else has torn down, a certain code of humanity that has been violated.

I can only hope that more people would leave their destroying propensities and cleave to what is right, what so dearly deserves to be sought after as a lifestyle of pleasant surprises. You must adhere to the code: character, integrity, ambition, consistency, a daily thirst for the waters of replenishing knowledge and perspective, reciprocated intrigue, a moral conscience, conscientious behavior, imagination with a flair of skepticism, positivism with a hint of cynicism, honesty with a dash of grace (blunt truth of reality included), quick wit and clever humor (obscene welcomed in moderation) - just to name a few.

When the aforementioned are lost, so is my hope in humanity. I thank those who CHOOSE to exercise these beautiful qualities of humanity. You give humanity a peace of mind, a peace in my mind.

Fit this into the mix, and you might understand:

"Now here we are, making copies in steel and concrete of copies in plaster of copies in marble of copies in wood. Why?"