Is unloved life, in the earliest moments, still a good? Sometimes I imagine a form of reincarnation that is this: in an infinite universe, every part of it at some time is every other part of it. In this iteration, I am myself, but in a multitude of others I am Leigh, Mouse, Boo but also each other object, animal, person that ever existed or will ever e…
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