You’re just not there yet …

Existence hangs in a constant balance of every cycling cycles—life begets death, death births life…youth begets old age, and old age prepares the way for youth.

As we grow, mature and attempt to make a life for ourselves we’re often faced with underestimation from the generations who’ve preceded us. You know, the age old “you’re too young to understand” or my not-so-favorite favorite “when you get to be our age you’ll understand.”

I love the way they marvel, yet spat—at our inability to conform to a society of old standards, ways and thoughts of living, as if we are not a new generation, birth from the wombs of mothers of what is now the old struggle. Mothers, and fathers who are now accustomed to sporting their years of plumage in a world now teeming with hyperactive ugly ducklings covered in ruffled and half-plucked feathers.

—Biwa & Andestagōnwa ♥