One thing is certain — change.

Change is the great exchange, familiar past for future strange.

The mind packs a range for change, beyond that lies adamantine.

Urgency accelerates; excitement floors it.

Change is strange until our thoughts we rearrange.

Keep your change in a jar; but your transformation — spend that.

Put your change in your pockets; permanences — ¬†display in plain sight.

Change-agents need patience.

Interpretation is the blunt edge of resistance to the cutting edge of change.

To change is sane; stuck is mental muck.

Move often, toward freedom.

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