Time is a construct, a way for us to make sense of a universe that has no beginning or end. We measure our existence in years, dividing it into generations, centuries, and lifetimes. But these divisions are nothing more than an illusion.

We are all the same soul, experiencing the universe through countless different lives. Every person who has ever lived, every triumph, every failure, every moment of joy and sorrow, is simply another chapter in the same infinite story.

We are not separate beings traveling through time. We are the universe experiencing itself, one life at a time, from different points of view.