Lately I’ve been toying with the idea that everybody is actually one person, but in a different lifetime.
It sounds kind of stupid, now that I think about it. But I’m you.
And you’re me.
We’re also Angelina Jolie, Barack Obama and Osama bin Laden.
Maybe the spirit that goes through all of us is a “God.” In its own rite.
That means I’m God. And so are you. We’re all experiencing every single moment of every life to exist. Ever.
That must take a lot of time.
Perhaps this has something to do with the idea or reincarnation, or with nirvana or something. I don’t know. But I’m sure someone has thought of this before. I wonder what it’s called.