There are many universes.
Our universe is a child.
It grows through all of its collective experiences.
This fall of man be one of the many experiences.
We are one with the other parts of the universe.
Our universe be one thought.
One essence.
One
consciousness which somehow exploded into billions of separate parts.
Know our total consciousness still expands.
And it be part of one much mightier consciousness that too has somehow exploded.
We are such a tiny part of the overall design but by being a part we be as important as all the other collective parts.
And we are powerless like driftwood on a mighty cosmic ocean.
We cannot control something we cannot comprehend; are not meant to comprehend.
It be a daunting thought, but what is beyond existence?
What was the cause that began it all?
What was there before the beginning?
What sparked off existence?
What is beyond it all?
How can there be nothing and then something form out of that nothing?
How can it be?
---Taken from The Chronicles Of Ezra by Matthew James
