We have lost our way. The land lays barren, the masters have either jumped ship or barely lurk. We must return to the marrow; the albumen, yes, that's it. Respect the old, and search for the new. As long as there is even a single man out there who wears square-toed shoes, we must not rest. The future lays within history. The 'do's & don'ts' are incomplete without the 'whys and wherefores'. There is still work to be done. The well is still deep. The sword will rise again.