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My Reincarnation

Whatever I did last time didn’t work because here I am again. Before I died I was Me after I died I was Me today I am Me. But also now I am me, the spongy ego that was fattened up on Catholic scripture one flavor of monotheism in which three dimensional humans grasp futilely at infinitely dimensional God [or Reality or Infinity or…]. Anomalously an individual has the universal experience of God and sets about to share the experience and followers create a religion that captures the essence of what they thought the anomalous individual meant. It is stale words promoting faith as a path to salvation on a bright polished spoon wielded by desperate yet confident people selling something that they do not own. I departed so we both could be alone. In the center of myself there is a vastness that can be elusive where feelings arise knowledge becomes wisdom and Truth is illuminated.

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Date: 10/15/2023 3:35:00 PM
Deep and thought provoking. Good job!
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