I didn't want to wake you up, but I really want to show you something

Hardened not but softened to the floor, meek and submissively looking up, the way a child see's the world in the warm hazy glow of summer, simple. Innocence when raw, defaulted, making curiosity thirst for knowledge and soon crave acceptance. It's the latter that turns hazy to sharp, glow to shadow and summer to seasonal. I've written about default settings before and I'm elaborating and resetting.
Remembering, you grow into the heart you had when you were a child. At what age are you truest to yourself? Sagacious yet tainted, older yet restrained, the youth of today are living to retire in blindingly sharp shadows of thoughts for years withered.

Latency; the non compete for time or presence. You have all time in the world as a child, respectively no concept of it either. Without the contest and the fray, you're defaulted. Not in failure but rather having been pressed and compressively restored to originality. Without the noise you sit in silence and the weight of reticence urges your heart now unyielding to speak. Listen like a child and much like a diamond, raw life will be precious.

How limitless and indefinite life is when you have an average of seventy five years ahead to evolve and prevail. 

"We say we waste time, but that is impossible. We waste ourselves." - Alice Bloch.  

Either undiscovered and dormant or bought and heedless, both extremes, both lacking luster. Radically only guileless and clemency were the brightest diamonds in the crown you wore as child pretending to be king or queen. Don't waste your act as ruler on dormancy or heedlessness.

Max: Small is good. My powers are able to slip right through the cracks.

Judith: But what if the cracks are closed up?

Max: Then I have a re-cracker, which goes right through that.

Judith: But what if they have some sort of material that re-crackers can't get through?

Max: Then I have a double re-cracker, which can get through anything in this whole universe. And that's the end, and there's nothing more powerful after that, ever. Period.

Alexander: He has a double re-cracker.

Ira: He does sound powerful.