You can think of this as my pre-history. My best attempts at capturing everything within my life from birth 'til highschool. As well as memory serves, anyways. The title of the section is the title of a lost poem I wrote in elementary school, somewhere between 2nd and 4th grade (1992-1993). Obviously, this section will be somewhat erratic and vague, becoming clearer as it moves forward in time. However, one thing I can proudly say is that I feel I accurately recall how I thought as a child, and I hope to relate that evolving process, as well as several things that were burnt into my subconscience in that manner psyhcologists are so reputed to love. At any rate, I personally devote an intense amount of thought towards raising children, how factors influence them, and what the proper balance is for sheltering or allowing frivolity versus giving responsibilities and maturity. The mammoth matrix of child-rearing methods I've set out for myself is going to be a hefty burden when I finally have children, but hopefully it will allow me to raise them to inherit the earth.