Between the ash of the logical and the hopes of the dreamer's you may find comfort in the fact that things will never change. The only change is people themselves, we see no consistency, but still...the ash will always pour out and the hearts will always hope. I keep the hope myself that maybe one day the logical will make things right and the dreamer's can feel accomplishment. We see no consistency, so progress is really just a sign that things will only build up to a denoument followed by another progression in another direction. Is it really so much of a war of classifications? Maybe it is, but i'm so torn that I just can't see the big picture so clear anymore.