You have entered into this world with a pure and innocent soul. For that spirit to maintain itself, you must arm yourself with hopeless faith. You must become hopelessly faithful. Believe in the impossible. Expect the miraculous. Embody the mystical. Rejoice even at the falling of this world for you are its hope. The dirt awaits us all and we are all made equal by its embrace, regardless of stature. Yet what goes into the ground determines what it gives birth to. The enlightened man makes himself beautiful so that those who would tread on his corpse may walk upon a field of flowers. This our life is one great journey, for every man can only inevitably walk to the place of his passing - his one and only destination. We hold only two choices - not how but what we die as and what the world will inherit through our passing. You will serve as the seed to the grace you embody. That seed may yet blossom into higher being, unburdened by the weight of this world - inheriting its wisdom. Those asleep will all awaken. Each and every heart will turn. Conscience will persevere over selfishness. Higher forces will guide and walk among us. All differences will be resolved peacefully. There will be gentleness and care. Love will be abundant and every soul will find it. Firstly, this is a matter of belief. Beyond that belief - it becomes a matter of will. I will it into being. Do you will it? ![[Pasted image 20260223111814.png]]