What some call reincarnation is the interplay of space, time, energy, and matter in constant and dynamic transubstantiation.

The elements that compose our bodies are the same elements found in stars billions of light years from here. We are the energy and matter of the universe: We have been and will be trillions of things. We are the dreams of the multiverse; small , strange dreams in the darkness of long eternities. Self is a temporary state in an infinity of temporary states; permutations of the endless endlessly reconfigured: all aggregates of "identity" eroded by the surging of the ominous whole. We do not live but are lived by that which we truly are: the inconceivable. If all the holy books of the world were blank within they would say more of truth: at least they would not lie. We assume the cosmos is unconscious yet the mind of man, in its smallness, obfuscates the vast and alien awareness that precedes him. Some call this mystery "God", but god is a feeble and prehistoric imago and truth lay far beyond it. --Jason Tiffany 2011