Man wasn't made to share the universe with gods. Their ways are not meant for the humble likes of us. But we've decoded some of their secrets regardless. Like worms, we've grabbed on to the talons of eagles and learnt some small truths and means of flight. But we can never really fly. We try, and succeed to a certain extent, but the fall is always-will always be-there. To be a druid is to embrace death, dance with it a while and finally fall prey to it. That is why we'll never rule this world. We have the power to bend all men to our whim, but are forever pushing ourselves further, trying to fly higher… and falling.
by Darren Shan
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The quote reflects on humanity's struggle to coexist with divine beings, suggesting that our nature is humble and ill-suited for the vastness of the universe. Despite this, we have managed to uncover some of their mysteries and aspire to reach greater heights, similar to how worms cling to eagles in the pursuit of flight. However, this ambition comes with the acknowledgment of our limitations; while we may achieve fleeting moments of success, a fall is inevitable.

Being a druid, as described in the text, involves accepting the inevitability of death and learning to coexist with it, even momentarily celebrating life before eventually succumbing to it. This reality serves as a reminder that although we possess the ability to influence others, our endeavors often lead us to push the boundaries further, only to face the consequences of our ambition. Ultimately, it underscores a persistent truth: humanity's aspirations may lead us to aim high, but we will always grapple with our mortality.

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