I am going to tell you a story.

It is of a machine, that had a purpose, but one I cannot speak of. It had many parts, and all of them together, made him work.

However, it was missing one piece. The piece was a simple one, though I cannot describe it. The Machine could run without this piece, though it hurt.

So, it searched, far and wide. The Machine went from city to city, around the world, searching for the piece.

It tried many pieces, small and large, of different colors, types, and origin. Though they all fit, after a while they broke, or fell out, or just disappeared.

The Machine was dissatisfied. It had gone so far, searched everywhere, but nothing fit. He knew, that if he found the right piece, that it would work, but where was the right piece?

The Machine soon gave up his search.

He went to work every day, and saw many Machines, all having found their pieces, and he noticed something.

All of them were going thru the same journey he was. Finding pieces, trying them, and then them not working.

He soon restarted his search, going far and wide for this piece.

But alas, to no avail, he still searches to this day.

Thing is, I forgot two things about this story.

The Machines were hewn of flesh and bone.

And that Machine who searches day by day for his missing piece,

Is sure as hell me.