ZUGUNRUHE

The sun rises on a new dawn. Yet few of us realise the debt we owe to those responsible for this. To those who dwell among us. Anonymous, seemingly ordinary, whom destiny brought together to heal, to save us, from ourselves

CHANGE , JUST LIKE THIS ANCIENT MONUMENT SOMEWHERE IN THE FOOTHILLS OF THE ARAVALLIS WAITS IN SILENCE FOR THE DAY TO CHANGE INTO DARKNESS AND AGING FOR THE SUN TO EMERGE TO SHED SOME LIGHT UPON ITS STRUCTURE, WE ALL SO HOPE FOR IT IN OUR LIVES....

When we embrace what lies within, our potential knows no limit.

The future is filled with promise.

The present, rife with expectation.

But when we deny our instinct, and struggle against our deepest urges...

Uncertainty begins. Where does this path lead? When will the changes end?

Is this transformation a gift... or a curse?

And for those that fear what lies ahead...

The most important question of all...

Can we ever change what we really are?

When evolution selects its agents, it does so at a cost, makes demands in exchange for singularity and you may be asked to do something against your very nature.

Suddenly the change in your life that should have been wonderful comes as a betrayal. It may seem cruel, but the goal is nothing sort of self-preservation, survival.

When a change comes, some species feel the urge to migrate, they call it zugunruhe. "A pull of the soul to a far off place," following a scent in the wind, a star in the sky.

The ancient message comes calling the kindred to take flight and gather together. Only then they can hope to survive the cruel season to come.....

You do not choose your destiny, it chooses you.

And those that knew you before Fate took you by the hand cannot understand the depth of the changes inside. They cannot fathom how much you stand to lose in failure...that you are the instrument of flawless Design. And all of life may hang in the balance. The hero learns quickly who can comprehend and who merely stands in your way

To survive in this world, we hold close to us those on whom we depend.

We trust in them our hopes, our fears... But what happens when trust is lost? Where do we run, when things we believe in vanish before our eyes? When all seems lost, the future unknowable, our very existence in peril... All we can do is run.

You can run far, you can take your small precautions. But have you really gotten away? Can you ever escape? Or is it the truth that you did not have the strength or cunning to hide from destiny? That the world is not small. you are. And, fate can find you anywhere.

In the beginning there was discovery. A confusion of elements. The first snowfall of impossible change. Old lives undone, left behind. Strange faces, made familiar. New nightmares, to challenge sleep. New friends, to feel safe with. Only then comes control. The need to impose order unto chaos, through determination through study, through struggle. All in defiance of a thundering truth. They're here, and the earth shudders underfoot.