People tell me that I've, changed. People tell me that I'm, different. People look at me as if, reborn. Isn't that the idea? To live is to learn, to learn is to grow, to grow is to become. Stagnation is death. I'm not ready to leave just yet! So maybe I have changed, maybe I'm not the same as I, use to be in, days gone by. The real question is, why haven't you, changed? Are you prepared to leave this, flesh suit so soon? Live, love, grow, become, live, love, grow, become. People tell me that I've, changed. Isn't that the idea?