You know what I want to think of myself? As a human being… Because, I mean, I don’t want to sound like ask Confucius, say… But under the sky, under the heaven man, there is but one family… Empty your mind… Be formless, shapeless, like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup, you put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle, you put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot… Now water can flow, or it can crash! Be water, my friend… Running water never grows stale.