The Birthing

This is the story of Professor Edgar Pelion who creates a replicator. He finds more than a way to clone people. He finds proof of a single universal soul.

Edgar gets more than he bargains for when he realizes that people under hypnosis speaking languages, accurately recounting things are not demon possessed, but have a recollection of their former life.

He makes an exact copy of himself. He has an empathic link to the clone. He can feel what the replicant is feeling. It turns its gaze and the eyes lock. It is like a lightning bolt, as they each know what the other is thinking. He freezes in fear as the other becomes aware that he will have to destroy it.

We are people born again and again in overlapping cycles. Each person around us is simply us living in another parallel cycle of time. The population grows because there are more numerous parallel loops as time goes on.      

Edgar learns that heaven and Hell are right here on Earth. We make our own destiny every day. What we do to others we do to ourselves in another cycle, of our lives. We truly reap what we sow. Sister Theresa saved millions. Adolf Hitler destroyed millions. In the end we each save or destroy ourselves, sometimes we do it over and over to ourselves.

I am Edgar Pelion and I am home now, enjoying all three Megan’s I have replicated. They are a joy in my life, for now, but once in a while I see them, heads together, speaking in whispers, and looking over at me. I feel a chill. Ancient wisdom speaks to me from the Book of Numbers (Numbers 23:23), but this time the bell tolls for me. Edgar, what hast thou wrought?