The universe is called the universe because it’s one
holistic entity but yet we cling to superstitious magical beliefs
of separate body parts that live untouched by universal
interactions, are endowed with free volition, and are born, survive, and die—
like me—although, as me, I never actually experienced my
birth and only know about my future death by some conceptual conjecture.
In truth, there’s only self-aware existence, name it God the Child,
and that unknown unmanifest foundation, name it God the Parent,
and its Immaculate Intent to know itself, which seems to take a
universe to execute, evolve, and do.
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