Alchemists have sought the philosopher’s stone.
Researches made, researches failed.
Why do we seek what is beyond reach?
Is it not true that what most seem out of reach is actually finger miles away?
And so he wrote, “Distance is only a physical quantity,
Grow beyond that,
I possess the philosopher’s stone,
Thus I am immortal.
I am the philosopher,
This so called stone is my heart,
A stone is only cold on the surface,
But when broken to pieces, minerals flow out,
Aren’t these the world’s most sought resources?”