You carry the burden of your ancestors karma, dear child. The pain of all things rest on your shoulders. There is no clear path. All things must come to full circle. All things must die and be reborn. My child, your rebirth comes in rays of sunshine. For you have noticed my rays. My beauty is in all things- all truths. Find your truth and be it. There is much to be said for your suffering. It cleanses the impure heart and brings fire. It burns so bright, all will see. Restored again to its sweet innocence. There will be salvation for you. Your people will thank you. And I will thank you for remembering me in all your saddest and glorious days.