LIFE is like a sailor at night on the high sea. With science, culture and politics constantly re-inventing truth to their whims and fancies, our generation is bound for messy shipwreck of suicide hopelessness emptyness. No personalization of truth will ride this storm, no 'pronoun' will.However there in the horizon lies a Beacon that has stood tall for all ages clear as day, founded before time, and designed to outlast it for it made it. Find it.