The impermanence of identity leaves an infinite trail of death and rebirth. I see this grouping of work as having been created by another civilization. Created to serve a purpose of utility. Perhaps one of service in an industrial but also intellectual usefulness. Similar to the idea of artificial intelligence but bestowed with a genuine soul and consciousness. As time passed, their creators found them unnecessary and left them to lie fallow in their respective fields of existence. This left these beings stranded searching for a sense of purpose and meaning. No longer dependent on their creators they now are on a journey of self discovery. Reconsidering their purpose, they head towards the mindful love of their deeper essence beyond work and thought. They are here to experience this moment for all that it is and share a message of hope and compassion with everyone who comes in contact with them as missionaries of the heart, mind and soul.