Whom does a man resemble? His parents. Then whom do his parents resemble? His grandparents. If we go up this way, we reach the first human ancestors. We look the way we do because the first human beings looked this way. Then whom did they resemble? This is the question. There was a master who made them this way. A work of art is created because of the artist's plan, isnit it? No one would deny this. So whom do human beings resemble? They resemble their own fathers and mothers. If they do not resemble their own parents, there must be some ancestors whose traits are carried through the parents and expressed through their children. No one is born totally unrelated to their lineage.

You may think that you constitute your own self, but you have countless ancestors. Let us respect them and call them bosses. You are the general boss who brings together all the bosses. Are you happy to hear this? This is how wonderful human beings are. For this reason, you are like an exhibition in a museum of all the characters, qualifications, and values of the ancestors of ten thousand generations. We are exhibition items our ancestors have placed before the whole world, saying, "This is how our descendants are." Have you ever thought about this? There are numerous men and women in the world, but each individual is born as a fruit that synthesizes the characters of his or her ancestors. (41-139)

I am a fruit of history. What is the self? I am not just somebody who has such and such a name and is going to such and such a college. I am a synthetic expression of the origin, process, and present reality of the universe. I am a treasure and micro museum of the universe. (145-176)