We are all one Family. Time recognizes us by one shared name. We are all the direct descendants of the progenitors, the patriarch, and the matriarch, the first of us who came. We are one lineage, a succession of generations through twenty-five decades in this country.
All our members function as human vessels. They pour our one lifeblood into the next vessels. Through succession and repetition, we cause our blood flow forward, creating the chain of life through time.
The family lifeblood courses through our veins; it is our crimson union. And it suffuses each one of us with the warmth of our one essence.
Our Family Spirit lives in the Great Oak Tree in the field. In this Huge Tree, our single Essence thrives perpetually, towering above. We are each merely parts of the Oak, but all together we exist as one mighty Tree.
We are the boughs, the branches, and the buds that blossom. We are also the dead branches fallen, just as we are the future branches, whose buds shall blossom forth in their own time. We are all of those who precede us, and we are all of those who shall replace us. We are many and yet we are one continuous living thing. We are The Family.