A father, Polonius, prepares his son, Laertes, for a journey—some may even say the archetypical journey; a journey that may change his son’s future. Polonius turns to place a small trinket in his son Laertes’ hand and says “This above all: to thine own self be true…”

The wide shoot of the doorway to the kitchen allows the viewer to see the Oracle as she bakes cookies. As the camera view tightens the viewer is able to see a plaque above the door “Temet nosce”—Know thyself.

Sitting in a jail cell in desperation while trying to comfort the un-comfortable, himself, Martin writes: “Each of us is something of a schizophrenic personality, tragically divided against ourselves.

Confucius traveled aimlessly in search of something. Day in and day out, he walked the path of the unknown, asking no questions and yet knowing he would reach a destination. No friend or foe by his side he turned to himself for companionship: “And remember, no matter where you go, there you are”.

Maya smiled in spite of herself. Arms akimbo she stared at her friend whose face reflected everything but happiness. “Maya” her friend paused “Maya, how do you smile so when things have been so hard?” With a slight tilt of her head, Maya said:
“My life has been one great big joke,
A dance that’s walked,
A song that’s spoke,
I laugh so hard I almost choke,
When I think about myself.”