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You come into this world "trailing clouds of glory" and all too soon you become an embed, an envoy from another culture attached to this one, much like a journalist attached to a military unit. As an embed, you learn and are shaped by the language you are born into, by the surrounding emotions and physical contact. You shape yourself accordingly while looking to never lose your heart, your soul. You become a card-carrying citizen of this world , of your tribe while doing all you can to maintain your independence. You learn there are other tribes, other ways of thinking, of being. While forever influenced by your original tribe, you open to the others. You find they are people like yourself born into a particular way of seeing. You find the the One Absolute, the Great Mystery, gives birth to, is birthing this diversity. You re-joice, find joy again. You let go of the framed structures that have encased you, with which you have encased yourself. You refuse to wear the too small suit. You re-fuse. Your fuse is lit once again.