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The Egg. A reincarnation story.

A beautiful and intuitive void, white light and a glorious spectrum of colors resembling The Mother of all mothers, Mother Earth. He opened his eyes and looked around in a daze, “…Wh–Where am I…??” The voice came from the background, this man looked in corporeal form like anybody would, “Don’t fear, you are surely everywhere and nowhere. You are safe.” Then the man said, “Who are you??” Memories came to him rushing like fierce currents, ” I–I remember a car skidding towards me. Am I…dead…?! Is this the afterlife…??” And the man who looked like anybody answered calmly, “I am that which ‘I AM’ and yet anybody you know, but you never sought after me in the right place, thus you cannot really recognize me now. And, yes, you can call this the afterlife, if you still think death is the end of life. I call it That Moment which Changes Eternally.”

The man then stood up and marveled at the colorful spectra about him–but soon pangs of worry seize him! “What about my wife and child?! I have left them alone! I have to go back!!” Then the I AM smiled kindly and said, “You are truly blessed with a good heart, for you know to put your loved ones before you; and this is the Light of your Soul knocking, and as long as you answer it will always give identity and worth to your life.” The still concerned man insisted, “But what about them?!” The I AM continued, “Come, let us walk through this joyous Eden.” So they did. And the innocent animals were welcoming the man into their perfect land, and the birds sang sacred praises to THE ALL. Them The I AM continued, “To be honest, their grief is passing and their hearts are joyous, because although you did love them you never found a way to show it. They are somewhat relieved that you are free now, and that they are free from the life you had designed for them as well.

A tear rolled down his eyes, but a tear of pure bliss because he truly loved his family and knew they were better without him, “So what now?? Am I going to Hell…??” The I AM smiled again, then looked at him with a blessing, “No. You call this reincarnation–a new opportunity to reach full bliss, a new opportunity to find yourself and ascend to my heights.” The man frowned in thought, then added, “To ascend to your heights…?? Well, tell me, what is the meaning of life then…??” They kept walking, and the I AM soon replied, “Why do you ask me?? Why does everybody ask the same down there?? Don’t you know that of all my Creations man is the only creature still seeking that answer in a thought form. Look around you–” And the man did so. “The innocent animals, the wonderful plants, the silent rocks, the fresh waters, the wise earth beneath your feet. Do you think they are confused and asking questions to themselves about the meaning of life??” The man fell silent, humbled by THE WORD, then said again, “So, where do I go now…??” The I AM said, “You shall see when you come out of the womb, perhaps to the past, perhaps to the future, but always in the present; for the world and all Cosmic Creation is an Egg, and my children come out of that Egg dozens upon dozens of times, and the meaning is always flowing in that Egg, thus in you.” And they stopped walking, and then it all blackened, and then the man was gone into that Egg…

The cycle of life and death is just an illusion of the intellect, of the ego and its aggregates; for there is only transmutation of forms and energy fields, it is all change–i.e., a subtle manifestation of ethereal bodies and essences in the individual while the dissolution of egos and of personalities passes through their final suffering, their final death, to begin again a new, to have a new chance for development.


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