“There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” After that episode on a horse, Paul had come to this: I am not a person. And neither are you.
Many are willing and even eager to die for their country, but a country is not the truth. Where is the man who knows the truth and is willing to die for it?
In one of his epistles to the little church at Corinth, St. Paul compared the human body to a tent we inhabit for a while. Less gently, he could have said, “We’re homeless.”
Reincarnation is not something that happens at the end of a lifetime; it happens numerous times during the course of a lifetime. Things we once identified with, we no longer do. What we once were, we no longer are.
As humanity evolves, two things happen: On the inside, our obsession with time (past and future) begins to break up; on the outside, our differences become less distinct. Eventually, there will be no borders and we’ll all be chocolate-coloured. “There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for we are all one.” No male, no female. No past, no future. We have barely begun to grasp what this means.