Sometimes I surmise that there's a big underground kitchen that prepares the food for a whole street full of restaurants. The food seems too similar to come from different individual kitchens. You are telling me that Wendy's people can't make McDonald's burgers? C'mon. One. Big. Kitchen. In a similar vein, I've come to believe that there's One. Big. God. out there. We're all praying to the same god. One big consciousness. One big life force filling everything up. I don't know what it's doing and I don't know what the plan is but that's none of my business. Everything I read or hear about gods and religions ends up emphasizing a bunch of common sense stuff. It's too bad that humans often decide that their particular god is the right god and if you don't believe in our god then we're going to have to kill your ass. Show me where that's written down in your original text.
We're all connected and separate at the same time, flowing together and moving apart, the people and the plants and the animals and the spirits of everyone who has come before, all of us here now and all of us from the past, all together now and for all the time that is left us.
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