I have always thought that, if there is one thing that I should and can decide in this life -which I did not choose to arrive to; it would be: How I want to leave it. That thought has been my dynamo for the past ~10 years. It has always been, doing something that would make people and myself feel like there is a difference; that they somehow due to the action I have taken, have transformed, realized, transposed mentally from a former (less knowledgable, less secure, less proud, less aware, less motivated) to a later that is like a fresh air. My mother's mentor, who was the head of Public Health department in one of the distinguished universities, have passed away suddenly, as he was walking out of his office on Campus. Ever since then, This, has been the way I have pictured for my own pass away. In a place of learning. This, I believe might be one of the reasons why I am ferociously fighting for an academic position; not to live exactly, but to carry a message to people that I never knew, from other people -as well as myself, so they would move a step closer into understanding themselves, so I could learn even more from them, then transmit the message again, as well as them, an so forth; till I leave. Hoping that by that time l have given enough to make shards of people believe that Justice, Love, and Beauty are possible. That our brain is more capable of crafting trails to guide us in the winds of restricting and misleading policies. And that we are the people, but we're also the States, whatever and however these states are. It is not a versus relationship, but an overlapping one that in constant flux. We are made and unmade, read and ommitted by these acts of flux. And one, everyone, should know, and be certain that they didnt just "happen to exist", they are One, a Whole, Somebody, A mind, body, and soul. Young or old, they, you, I Matter. They, You and I deserve to have Justice, Love and Beauty, in every shade we come in; and They, You, I Should, and are indeed obligated to Pass, and share our experiences, knowledges to each others. We are all academics with or without the campuses, the masters and the official papers, for we are all messengers, we need to recieve, process, store and immit. I might have recently deviated from practicing good in every step of the way, of being mindful of such practice as some sort of a Mantra. But I was recently reminded by that, and I am writing this reminding myself, that I want to gain that back as a target placed right before me eyes. And I am sorry for some lessons might have costed people even seconds of sorrow or even doubt in themselves; Wherever you are, You Are, in all the spirit of the Almighty God, in all the wisdom, whit, and good; and in all the mistakes you make, the faults and falls; this is what Me and You carry as our message, we meet, and we part, but we remain together inghe knowleges we pass and that gets passed after us.