Like actors watching one another from backstage, our true selves watch
each other as we submerge ourselves into this world and then back out
again. To our true selves, these lives are but fancies made to pass
the time, to give us a sense of "happening" which our knowledge has
made virtually impossible. That means we've learned so much at that
stage of the game, that our only choice to keeping the "newness" of
our lives is to forget who we are and to sink into this world and to
live without any of the knowledge we've obtained over there.
It's very depressing when something goes wrong and you remember
everything. These bodies we use here, they weren't designed to be
emotionally equipped for handling the full knowledge of "what we
really are". Most of those who remember everything end up killing
themselves so they can start again in a body that is once more
ignorant of its origins. It's one of the most difficult things to
remain in this life, in this world, when you remember what it really
is.
Yet even that, worthless as it is, is a test which we force ourselves
to endure. All in the name of existing...
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