You either have faith or fear, not both. Things, they think, generate fear. The more things you have, the more you have to fear. Eventually you are living your life for things.

I had to learn to forgive myself, not to judge, but to learn from the past. They showed me how vital it is to accept, be truthful, and love myself. So I could do the same with others.

It is time. You must lead. Ultimately everyone must at some time lead.

I learned that as long as I had anything in my heart or head I still felt necessary to hide, it would not work. I had to come to peace with everything.

New things cannot come where there is no room.

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.

If I simply live the principles that appear to be truth for me, I will touch the lives of those I am destined to touch.