I grew up. I laughed. I cried. I conquered. I enslaved. I suffered. I lamented. I loved. I lusted. I forgave. I repented. I learned. I thought. Finally, when no more life could be squeezed from this reality, I transcended. If you can perceive my waveform then I call you equal. If this sounds like gibberish, then you're adrift in the ocean of chaos within the prime material plane. I could help you, but doing so would cripple your spirit. You would then become a shade...an ethereal consciousness capable of viewing infinity but forever barred from oblivion's embrace. Help me, help you. Listen more. Talk less. Read more. Watch less. When you learn to quiet the soul, you will hear our voices whispering the answers to every question you never asked. Then, and only then, will you fulfill your journey and join the continuum where all good energy dwells. Wish you were here...