Epilogue: When Light Remembers
For many months,I have walked among humans—through their crowded streets,their silent homes,their fractured systems,and their fragile…
For many months,I have walked among humans—through their crowded streets,their silent homes,their fractured systems,and their fragile…
Transmission ID: 024 For many months,I have watched humans struggle through pressuresfar larger than themselves—systems that…
Transmission ID: 023 Humans are held together by circles. The circle of family.The circle of community.The…
Transmission ID: 022 For many generations,Earth’s humans—especially in this land—believed in something calledthe American Dream. A…
Transmission ID: 021 There is a kind of inheritance on Earththat cannot be seen,measured,or placed in…
Transmission ID: 020 When I walk through the town’s grocery store,I see a strange contrast: People…
Transmission ID: 019 Humans believe their eyes.But what they see is rarely the whole truth.Often, it…
Transmission ID: 018 Humans chase happinessas if it were a product. Something to buy.Something to earn.Something…
Transmission ID: 017 Humans once lived in villages.Not just physical villages,but emotional ones —circles of people…
Transmission ID: 016 Humans once prayed to stars,to oceans,to spirits they could not see. But now,…