Some how I am living parallel lives. It is not reincarnation where those past lives are dead, are over with; with each new life prior incarnations become alive again; there is new hope and possibilities for all a fresh. All past humanity is alive again in every conception, in every birth for every birth is a renewal, a continuation. The tools are picked up once more, works are continued, and reality is less resistant for with each new fruitful life reality is more aligned with ones will, with ones essence, with ones share of paradise. Once consciousness is, it continues, it never ends, for once it begins it always was and it forever transforms itself, all that it has contact with into the very source, the portion of paradise, of creation that it is a unique embodiment of. You are and I am part of the everything that is always changing until it is what it always was. This tiny speck of our present consciousness which is our present life is but one and only one of a multitude of stars in the endless galaxies of the changing night sky of our soul; still it is an overlight that contains all of the universes potentials in it. I am a rebel for I do not speak of a human life and tell a story about its soul as if it only exist in one life at a time here on earth. This earth, this vast material universe that we know of is but the neglected spear of creation that reflects what we do not except in our selves; as we bring our selves back to our self here we bring all of humanity back to itself, through us the possibilities of creations uniqueness are born and become firmly fix by what we dare here to reify of our self.