Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.

Any time a body goes outside the environmental conditions for which it developed it has to acclimate.

Is it a form of social play that underneath the words people say, there is a different conversation going on?

Each character is an allegory for every aspect of human existence.

Words are contact with other beings. I see a word that says something I've noticed, seen, felt, obserevd, and I capture it; "I need that word!"

Leaders in all realms and activities of life knew that the power they had come to hold existed because they were responsible to serve the many, thus power was position of service.

Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.