B4 u crash for d nyt! Just gimme 5 mins of ur time nd read dz amazing writeup by Me! You were on your way home when you died. It was a car acident. You left behind a wife nd 2 kids. And dat’s when you met me. “Wat… wat happened?” You asked. “Were am I?” “You died,” I said, “I.. I died?” You said “Yup. But dn’t feel bad bout it. Every1 dies,” I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you nd me. “Wat is dis place?” You ask. “Is dis the afterlife?” “More or less,” I said. “Are you g0d?” You ask. “Yup,” I replied. “I’m g0d.” “My kids my wife,” you said. “Wat about them?” “Will dey be alright?” “dat’s wat I like to see,” I said. “You just died and ur main concern is for ur family. Dat’s good stuf right there.” You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vagueauthority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. Dey didn’t hav time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved.To be fair, ur marriage was fallin apart. If it’s anyconsolation, she’l feel very guilty for feelin relieved.” “Oh,” you said. “So wat happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?” “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.” “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,” “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.” You followed. “Were are we going?” “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.” “So wat’s the point, then?” You ask. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate,ryt? A baby. So all my experiences nd everything I did in dis life won’t matter.” “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all ur past lives. You just don’t remember dem right now.” I stopped walking and I said: “Your soul is more magnifcent, beautiful, nd gigantic dan you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of wat you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of urself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet nd felt d rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing dat between each life.” “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?” “Oh Lots. And in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.” “Wait, wat?” You said. “You’resending me back in time?” “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different were I come from.” “Were you come from?” You said. “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you woldn’t understand.” “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.” “Sure. Happens all d time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.” “So what’s d point of it all?” “Seriously?” I asked. Are you asking me 4 d meaning of life? Isn’t dat alittle stereotypical?” “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted. I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe,is for you to mature.” “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?” “No, just you. I made dis whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.” “Just me? Wat about everyone else?” “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.” You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth.??” “All you. Different incarnations of you.” “Wait. I’m everyone !?” “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. “I’m every human being who ever lived?” “Or who will ever live, yes.” “I’m Abraham Lincoln?” “John Wilks Booth, too,” I added. “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled. “And you’re the millions he killed.” “I’m Jesus?” “And you’re everyone who followed him.” You fell silent. “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “u were victimizing urself. Evry act of kindness u’ve done, u’ve done to urself. Evry happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.You thought for a long time. “Why?” You asked me. “why do all this?” “Because someday, u will become lyk me. Because dat’s wat you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.” “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a g0d?” “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once u’ve lived evry human life tru all time, you will have grown enough to be born.” “So the whole universe,” u said, “its just..” “An egg.” I answered.“Now it’s time 2 go back and with dat i sent u back.....
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