I speak unto the counsels of the past, the present, and the future. I am one, as those before you are one. In me are seven souls, as the six beside me are within. I can only speak to you and not transfer in these words the thinking, philosophy, nurturing, growing, and birth of my thoughts. My words, as I, are meager entities cast upon the wings of time to perhaps one day, be understood. I ask only that you be aware of what I say and not transfer that reasoning of your own mind above your awareness. Thought is a confinement of a being within a being. When the being passes the barriers of the flesh and lives through the flesh from the outside, inward; then the being has surpassed the confinement and will know understanding.

Age time, eternity, forever, life, memories, endlessness. Gliding ever onward into the truths of the ancient forbearers and the last heir of our existence. Those which bred and will evolve memory into our blood. Let the spirit of man be constant for you, us, me. It is that spirit which, in its' freedom, guides us.

There has been no generation of man that has not, does not, and will not endure hardship. However easy it seems or seemed to be for the older and younger generations. The parents have made the way easier for their children, but have not tested the means for the lives to come. The children bear the weight of cutting new paths and finding new camps for their children. They look back in wonder at why their elders complained of hardship. Only the far past and the distant future seem to be a time to admire and yearn for a life in. All man people believe they were born too late, or ahead of their own time. In the course of time all have lived and will live in all times. Always the present seems awkward. Without yesterday there would be no today, without today no tomorrow.

Upon the course of your journey through life there will be many changes. Each change will be a direction, each direction a decision. Before each decision, confusion. Only one decision and you are responsible, or guilty, of the direction it will take you. Confusion is a bridge, much the same as inner guilt. Also a fact of life, for we are guilty of all we do, both good and evil. When we are confused the decision must be made. Whatever path you take you are guilty of all you do and the final outcome. Think quickly, it is a problem of today, which if left until tomorrow, becomes a burden of the mind, body, and soul. There will be none to turn to. Now decide!

In life we dream and aspire to achieve goals. In our dreams we face reality. In reality we all learn and move forward, and pause for each lesson with love for the teacher; ourselves. Each pause is called life, and at the end of each pause comes death. We go onward. Do not look to those ahead, to the right, left, or behind you. Look upward and find yourself.

This is what I see, I am the eyes of the Chowala Keh. We walk blindly forward seeking sight. Know me and us. Call me Heyart, I serve.