I remember when I was a child my aunt had told me, “blood is thicker than water”. I can distinctly remember the importance of her intent behind the clear sound of wording that traveled through her instructive lung and into my ears while her eyes focused boldly into mine when she had pronounced each and every syllable of that phrase. At that point in my life I, perhaps, didn’t fully comprehend the timeless meaning of this phrase, but I knew it possessed extremely significant importance so that someday I would comprehend it’s meaning with more profound internal relation. Because of that, I would never forget those words. Blood. Blood is life. Blood is energy. Blood is movement. Blood is passion. Blood is relativity. Blood is necessary. Blood is within us and keeps us alive and flows through us until we die. Blood is everything. It is our roots. It is our genes. It is our foundation for life. Everything else is extra and we have the liberty to make the best of all that is extra because of blood. Without blood, we would simply not be. Like a tree grows freely without blood, it still has roots planted in the soils of earth. Like a human that breathes because of the blood that it was created from, it is stronger with its bloodline. The family tree is non-negotiable in that it will always be a relatable fact of composition that trickles downward and upward and outward and then back inward into everything that we are because of it. The lessons we learn as we grow and the experiences we have through our journey here in life are bound to change us and help us evolve to become wiser, older, stronger, better versions of what we once were; if we choose to follow such a path. Our families that we are connected to within our network of bloodline will go through failures and successes, triumphs and tribulations, rewards and setbacks, victories and defeats; much as we all do, individually. They may feel love, hurt, pain, pleasure, joy, bliss, anguish, destruction, and regrowth among many other emotional soul experiences during our time. But when it comes down to every last drop of life that we have, it should be recognized that blood is (and always will be) innately “thicker than water”. In water, we swim through with ease. But with such density and complexity as blood, we stick; we stick together. Without each other, we quite simply would not be. This lesson should be passed down for all generations to come so human existence will never forget that we are stronger together than alone and, furthermore, to appreciate and behold gratitude for our predecessors who have given us the true birthright to live; even when they say and do careless shit to piss us off.