All souls have a path and it is along that path that experience lingers, ready to step out and encounter he who would think that the road is sublime.
Without progress along the path there would be no point in having the path, there would be no development along the path, and therefore no purpose. It would not matter if you had been born at the furthest point from where you are now. The persons who would enter your life would be the same souls. Only your appearance would differ, and your memory so limited that it cannot remember what has gone before.
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