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“Like a good seed planted on a good soil it don't matter how long it get walked and stepped on, it will still grow up and see better fruits hanging on it branches”

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“Life is too short for fearmongering and becoming ensnarled in lengthy periods of depression. We must use our time judiciously and never waver in our scared quest striving to achieve what one seeks. A person whom encounters no difficulties along the way, or only finds relatively minor troubles, probably does not want much out of life. When times are too tame, it is probable that we allowed a certain pall of inertia to set in. One cannot sail on a meek wind. When life is too tranquil, we should be suspicious of our charted designation. When life is too calm, it is possible that we will shortly run aground. When we experience no resistance in our path, we probably did not depart on a worthwhile journey in the first place. One must act diligently to scout out a meaningful destination. I must rest when tired, but I can never become complacent and snooze through life. I can never surrender what I seek. Striving means a willingness to make mistakes in good faith and to continue to go on undeterred by past mistakes. Any motivated person is bound to make mistakes pursing challenging goals and occasionally fall short of his or her intended short-term or midrange mark. In order to achieve worthy long-term goals, person must exhibit mental flexibility and adapt to every obstacle blocking their path.”

“She opened the hidden door and entered the tree. There were stairs and she took them down, her eyes shining like opals of uncertain fortunes. Inside she stayed for days, weeks, years, or perhaps many lifetimes, nobody will ever know. Until came the day and the stairs were gone, and her home in the tree was no longer what she needed. She found herself outside in the forest with nothing to guide her except the voice in her head that told her to walk. She walked for days until she found a marked path and a wrinkled map. That map took her around the world, and she experienced wonder, magic, riches, but also tragedy, misery and poverty. She met people of all cultures, colors and beliefs. She ate food she had never tasted before and drank from the generous cups of the people she met. Finally, she took all that home, back to her tree, but she didn’t go in and hide. She knew she had a responsibility to share what she had learned, that we are all together. If her cup had more than theirs, she would fill them up so they could fill up someone else’s. That way she would try and get her message across. When we all have the same, are the same, we all survive. Together.”

“In ancient times people weren't just male or female, but one of three types: male/male, male/female, or female/female. In other words, each person was made out of the components of two people. Everyone was happy with this arrangement and never really gave it much thought. But then God took a knife and cut everybody in half, right down the middle. So after that the world was divided just into male and female, the upshot being that people spend their time running around trying to locate their missing other half.”