The journey of humanity does not take us to Mars like the world now likes to believe. It takes us home to our true self where there is no separate self. Where we are all one. You know all this. Look after yourself my child, look after your brother, your friends, your children, all the animals and the whole planet. Love them like there is no tomorrow.

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Dear child,

You will be 37 now. I hope I’m still around for you. If I am, I will be 64. I hope the world has learned to take it easy. It’s doing everything but that as I write this. You know all about it. The take make waste nonsense. There seems to be no end to the madness of it all. I hope the world has learned how to ‘do nothing’. If I say this now people will think I’m being lazy. They will think I want the government to give me stuff for free. I hope the world has moved on from all that. You know you don’t need anything to be happy. To be fulfilled. I always knew you would make it. And because I knew that, I knew that the world would make it too. I hope you are happy and well. I hope all your friends are happy and well. How is your little brother? He will be 34. These days he is hard to control. I hope he is a bit more tame but not too much. He loves you more than anything else in the world. He kisses you to sleep every night. You kick him all night long and take the blanket from him. He cuddles up next to you. My eyes are welling up. I love you so much. You make the world more beautiful by being in it. Don’t let anyone tell you any different. And don’t give in to the temptations of mediocrity just so you can fit in. You have always fit in. Since the day you were born. I would know. I was there. Your mother put you on her breasts and you drew first milk with your eyes closed. You were a natural. You were amazing at everything you wanted to do. You loved people for who they were. You cried for people’s pain. You laughed with them. The world just went and got a little lost and you did all you could to stay sane. Stay beautiful. Stay human. Yes we humans have had it rough in the past. Killing off our cousin species and most of the animals. But you knew there was more to being human than the sum total of the past. You were and still are the beginning of beginnings. The journey of humanity does not take us to Mars like the world now likes to believe. It takes us home to our true self where there is no separate self. Where we are all one. You know all this. Look after yourself my child, look after your brother, your friends, your children, all the animals and the whole planet. Love them like there is no tomorrow.

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