I learned I could live more than one life in a lifetime.

It is necessary to shed old ideas, habits, opinions and even companions sometimes.

The real people nation have for centuries had the practice at birth of speaking the same first phrase to all newborns. Each person hears the same exact first human words: "We love you and support you on the journey." At their final celebration, everyone hugs them and repeats the phrase again.

More than blood passes through the human heart.

It seems mutants have something in their lives called gravy. They know truth, but it is buried under thickening and spices of convenience, materialism, insecurity, and fear. They also have something called frosting. It seems to represent how they spend almost all the seconds of their existence in doing superficial, artificial, temporary, pleasant-tasting, nice appearing projects and spend very few actual seconds of their lives developing their eternal beingness.

I wondered what else in my life I perceived to be wrong or difficult instead of exploring to understand the true purpose.

The time has come to listen to the frightened moans of our fellow brothers and sisters and indeed the earth itself is in pain.