The God theory

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I saw this in HF and thought it was quite interesting so I decided to post it here.

The Egg

By: Andy Weir



You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.​

Sorry for the read

 

[legokiba213]

I read the whole thing and it was a nice read. I don't know if you want us to debate or admire the story though?

 

[maplman]

That's mind blowing. So what happens when we pop out of the egg? We become god?

Also, living millions of lives.... Thats really depressing, dying a million times and suffering for thousands of years.

... This story is so mind blowing!

 

[legokiba213]

Yeah it was a good read to whom it may concern I also believe we can all become gods. I don't believe in reincarnation though although it's a really cool thing.

 

[God_mybb_import2522]

how can we become God if you don't believe in reincarnation?

 

[legokiba213]

well because we are sons of a god so think about it like this dogs make dogs, humans make humans, cats make cats. Gods make Gods. (this is just what my religion believes and what I believe)

 

[ttomthebomb]

Yeah it was a good read to whom it may concern I also believe we can all become gods. I don't believe in reincarnation though although it's a really cool thing.

I believe we are already God(s). Seeing as how we can do what we want for the most part.

 

[legokiba213]

That is possible let's say we're not full gods then seeing as we can't create planets.

 

[xBrad]

Technically he would be "god" not "God", because God in religion is only one. god's on the other hand are multitudes.

Cute little story, but doesn't go with God really?
1) only one God
2) no reincarnations
3) there is an afterlife
4) there are more then one person.

I'll stop there, and just let the mind boggling take take it's place as it was meant to with this story.

 

[Provenance]

Technically he would be "god" not "God", because God in religion is only one. god's on the other hand are multitudes.

Cute little story, but doesn't go with God really?
1) only one God
2) no reincarnations
3) there is an afterlife
4) there are more then one person.

I'll stop there, and just let the mind boggling take take it's place as it was meant to with this story.

You're taking the piece to literally.
Take a look again, and maybe more will come to you.

It is not just telling you a possible truth of God/gods.
It is teaching you a lesson.

- We are humans and we're all of the same kind... all from the same mold. When you hurt others, you're hurting a piece of yourself.
- You should respect the fact that you are still learning as you are growing older.
- Mankind's reason for living is to grow and mature as race. We are not creatures that are born to die. We are creatures that are born to directly or indirectly influence and promote other people. Whether it be our friends, families, wives, kids, etc.

I'm sure there's more, and I encourage you to read it again.

 

[Xypher]

I found the idea that he was everyone in one body to be interesting, quite an enjoyable read.

 

[Rhythm_mybb_import2559]

Very very interesting read. I'm not quite sure what to make of it at this point, thank you!