Before man. Buried underneath like a deep mystery. Before the dawn of time. Unknown to most and invented by no one. The
truth. Mysterious and shadowy to human knowledge. Only uncovered by few, yet written in unchangeable stone iwth blood
that lasts forever. Here in what seems like darkness is actually flooded with light, the secrets to life. So easy to find and
understand when you are looking for them. Yet completely counter to all that man has substituted in their place. One would
think that if uncovered and revealed they would be heralded and cherished. Not So! Man has been 'without' them for so long,
they've written their own secrets. Almost complete opposites. This treasure does not fit the mold and is thrown out like trast.