There’s this idea of reality being a computer simulation. You hear the idea espoused by high network individuals or through your notable colleagues. Life is a simulation and in its more acceptable form the term is fate. We’re all programmed by our environments. We build a system by each decision we make upon awareness. How do I release this material? Reword the email. Rework the text. This is no good. Okay that one. Yes, this one. This one is right. Send. All these moments are instigated by the spirit force you’ve maintained from the earliest of births. Had you not the right reply sent to you before? Did this reply duly serve me well? Will I instigate this conjecture? All these buttons is what makes you aware. You learn from your previous you and you move forward by a newer you. We are placed here to follow the pattern and everyone will have one final decision to make in the moment the thread meets the end. Because, everyone will face terminus. It’s not a global thing. It’s an individual thing. The life stream is infinite, but, matter is not. So, there will come a point when you will refuse the latter. Everyone will see this to the end. You’ll face absolution. And, you’ll only face the next chapter with certainty. I won’t preach damnation, because that’s for the outliers, and extremists, I’ll only tell you to do you. You continue to do good, good. You continue to do bad, I won’t tell you to stop, I’ll invite you for more, because my place is not to interrupt your life stream. I want you to enjoy every minute of it. You sow things with intentions and you reap from outcomes. I want you to earn what you deserve and nothing more. There is something beyond light, and beyond dark. And that thing, is the freedom of man. That is our blessing. When you abuse both you’ll lose it, and that is when you’ll say. I’ve fallen beyond all dimension and I am raised in suspended animation.