I was around four years old when I met God. He reached out and shook my hand, and I'll never forget it.
I was 18 when I got kicked out of the Garden. I think Adam and Eve said it best: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
I was 19 when I became a Boddhisattva. Sometimes I struggle with the decision I made that night, but it's cool.
I went to Hell when I was 31. Honestly, I did, and the truth is, I might still be there.
I was 35 when I finally figured it out, and this I know: We still have some work to do.
