I read that in Jeff Goldblum's voice. I have, in other realms. You see, the beauty of life is that we are creators too, and in the creations of our own we get to be whatever we want. Of course when we step outside as flesh and blood as humans we are avatars of the Father and as such are humbled by the reminder of the gift. We can create worlds. We can create histories to those worlds. I have met those I considered to be revered, old souls who created long before I let the light illuminate my life.

It's all just a big network of souls, branching out like branches and roots, each going in their own direction. Some sway in the breeze and absorb the light while others prefer the warm damp dark earth to dig around in. All are connected, all are one. Each needs to live as one, in harmony, for the tree to finally thrive.