A thought bubble on personal change. A rock will always remain a rock. Once maybe it was a mountain and parted into smaller rocks through erosion or quakes.
A thought on comparing ourselves: Nothing to compare. When a master met a new follower, the follower said, " it is so wonderful to finally meet you". The master replied
What the f*ck is wrong with me? If you ever went through a deep and narrow valley of suffering, then this might be just the questions you asked yourself