Quality determines capability, each function a product of design and what is design but the honing of history. Every day and every life contains a small piece of the next step. Of course some step quicker than others and the fast lane waits for no one. The captains of industry know nothing of mercy, security is as laughable as it is cheap, buyers and sellers are equally corrupt and the belts are full of pirates. Yet here I thrive, that one day others might come to learn my name. Quiet is the storm that builds history, steady and firm it waits restless in the night, watching for it's moment to echo across the universe. Because that which no one builds, shall never exist and it would be a shame to waste these possibilities.