"In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you."
We're all God. Indestructible, all knowing, all powerful, all loving. Yet we've chosen to visit here in these imaginary bodies to mingle as if we were separate and frail. All we are here, all we do here, will soon be rotting in the ground. The planet itself will soon enough boil away into space.
Yet every day I see in the complex and apparently random patterns of my life and the lives of others, a purposeful unfolding of events, such that at any given moment I am the right person in the right place at the right time and no one else could take my place in that moment without fracturing it somehow. I see this is true of everyone I've ever met as well. So while we are each holographic splinters of the divine and thus the same, there is something absolutely unique that each of us brings that no one else can offer.
Our struggle is not to become so distracted by the illusion of time and space that we forget to deliver our package. For indeed the entire universe and all of the moments that have been and everyone who populates it was manifest and brought together so that we could become who we are right now. Somehow our being here changes us, teaches us. That teaching is all we can take with us when we go.
It must be very important for us to have built a universe for it to happen in.