Prefisso e Suffisso

Prefix: Where did it come from? How was it born? How exactly in every detail was it permanantly marked by humans in its long life? Why?
Though we created it and continue to do so, it still seems to have its own life and mind. It ebbs and flows through everything and everyone. Like oxygen, being casually used like and arm or leg yet, the user doesn't even know what it is. Its deep, pitchy history, it's various shades, it's true meaning. Every piece of one part carries its own meaning, all knit together to turn out a piece of art which anyone can and will add their own streaks of paint and mold in a different way. Sometimes its root, its home, is lost in the process. Sometimes forever, and sometimes just until someone is curious enough to open the treasure box where its been quietly waiting for you to discover its been lost like an old pearl earring. Then, something feels right. When all the time its been a small seed of confusion that you just cover up with superficial acceptance. Now, you feel at home as well.
But, why are they changed? Simply for the sake of convinience? Why are they negligently twisted into something theyre not? Perhaps this is the way everything must go through in its life.
Suffix: And at the close of life, it knows in its every pore and fiber what it is. Though its gone through much filing down and bent in every way imaginable and unimaginable, the circle comes back around and it is how it was at birth. Perhaps at the close of its strenuous life, when it has grown weary of richoceting off of every wall on the planet a million times a second and the earth is finally silent, Language and all of its users will know what it really is and where it really came from.