Once you already crossed your Rubicon, changing your fate. You accepted the loss of your entire past life and embraced the lot that was cast for you. Now you are one of the members of a prehistoric tribe.
You teach what you know, you work tirelessly, you lead, pull, and push along the path of development—sometimes not understood by those around you. You fight, sparing neither yourself nor others. You clench your sinews in your fist, giving it all to the last…
“One cannot enter the same river twice!” But in front of you opens a door home—and you are again on the bank of a nondescript river with a fateful name. And only you can decide whether to return to the bosom of your native civilization or build your own.