“If you set out in this world, better be born seven times. Once, in a house on fire, once, in a freezing flood, once, in a wild madhouse, once, in a field of ripe wheat, once, in an empty cloister, and once among pigs in sty. Six babes crying, not enough: you yourself must be the seventh.”
Everybody is wondering what and where they all came from? Everybody is worrying 'bout where they're gonna go when the whole thing's done? But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me, I think I'll just let the mystery be.