Sunday, October 23, 2011

In a life

There was book that described guardians who talk to you after you die and they explain what you need to go back and do again, because you didn't accomplish it this time. Is there a point to being someone who thinks she kinda, like, inherited memories from the ROTC guy who got shot down by the National Guard? Or to being the offspring of someone who goes to the party of the retired classmate who is now the head of the intelligence agency of a country? Or to being the unmedicated one? So what, why do those things matter? Flowers seem to matter...and they seem more interesting when they are growing in the earth...
Journey of Souls was that book.

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