You are not your job. You are not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You are not the contents of your wallet. You are not your khakis. You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Now the path was clear for all. All of us who kept the flame of the Ember burning through the darkness, so that we could live again on the earth, in the air and the light.