It began as a miniscule noise, a small persistant throbbing that continued to grow. At first it was more like the swooshing sound of a ball being thrust through a netted hoop, in a game that children play. But the sound grew more distinct; divergent percussion mixed with the steady beat of celluar compose.
This beat, this distinct sound, was the voice of celluar matter. With each passing day, it grew stronger, resonating from a soon-to-be- life. Every thumping sound signified the bountiful talent of untapped resources- a veritable smorgasborad of artistic delight coupled with various modes of expression. Einstein and Picasso, Weisel and Monet: all the world is a blank canvas, a muscial sheet ready to be printed on, a born opportuinity, an unopened gift.
Within this life, safely tucked away in a pocket of time-released interplay of maturity, is an intelligent design unknown to the outside world. At the allotted time, the Lifemaster will reach into his pocket and withdraw a sack of gifts, revealing rare and precious abilities.
From a simple beat of a soon-to-be-life, comes a smorgasboard of options and choices which will navigate the thought process through indecision and uncertainty. Life has walls to scale, moats to cross, and the wage of distant battles. How the wall is scaled, the moat crossed, and the battle fought- is played out- in part, by the embedded genetic code hidden within each life.
