When I left, sometime in the middle of summer, I had an enlarged view of my own importance. I became obsessed with the notion that I was "different", and that I wasnt human. I realize that this is not the case. In this life, I am human. Completely. No special powers, other than what ordinary people can achieve through meditation and reflection. In fact, I AM ordinary in the physical sense. I know, however, that I am something more in another world; my true world. I do have a great sense of purpose, and I know I play a large role. But not in this physical world. On earth, my purpose is to be there for the world. To listen to people when they need someone to listen, to be a shoulder to cry on. To be a true friend. If God needs me for something, I am right here, ready to go into action, which is why I am trying to prepare myself for that. God will let me know who I am when he feels I am ready for such a burden, the burden as to know who you TRULY are. But until He needs me, I am just living. I might have a big purpose, I might not. But I am not going to believe that I am better than ordinary, because I am human. And that is what humbles me.