When we cease thinking about ourselves, our consumptions, and our self-preservation, and instead think of the lives and labors of our mothers, fathers, aunts and uncles, sisters and brothers, cousins and kin, back into the dawn of time, and seek not to selfishly consume the fruits of their labors, but to add to them – and to carry their line, your line, forward into demigods and god, we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness, and leave behind our temporal and mortal coil, and transcend across time that has been and will be.
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