In California, the animist gods of fire, water (floods/droughts), earth (mudslides/earthquakes) and air (inflation) are screaming for people to leave. Yet, sentimental thinking (the self) keeps people from listening....

We are born of the soul as a self for a short journey in the play of life. When we are scripted out of the play, we are no longer a self but remain the soul. The play is a divine comedy for those who remember the way of the ever-present and eternal soul. The play is a tragedy for those selves who don't know the way. They are the lost souls....

Everything happens all at once but in different places.   What I did 10 years ago is what I am doing in the now somewhere 10 light years from here....