The Book of Otter: The Fruit of Knowledge

"I'd like to feel again what I used to feel," said a young otter to Father Otter.  "Back when beauty was beautiful, belief was second nature to me, love was easy, and wonder came so quickly.  How can I do that?"

"Isn't that awful?" said Father Otter.  "Realizing how close to the core of the fruit we've gotten?  When the first sweetness is a memory, the bitterness is just a sore spot on the tongue, and the end of the apple grows tough on the teeth?"

There came a time when the young otter realized that Father Otter hadn't actually answered his question.

He was kind of prone to that failing.

You gotta watch that, if you need messiahs.

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[Eavesdropper]

The sweetness of youthful innocence, presented through rose colored glasses, only to be lost to the bitterness of knowledge that can't answer all our questions. We look for answers and only get more questions or nods of bittersweet agreement.