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A chat on 4chan
human
You cross a sort of dark expanse, the backdrop of the world you thought you knew, like a movie playing all at once that you've just left. There's a room, and someone waiting for you. You remember this place because you left from here. There's no death. Only the costume you put on and take off, like an old set of clothes you no longer need. And you know the true reality, the one you forgot, was always here. No cares how good you were, or how well you followed your religion. Love was all that mattered. Nothing else mattered. None of it was real. Not as real as this place. You remember your true friends and family. A whole other non-physical world you left but never really left. So you weren't trying to get to Heaven. You just forgot you weren't there. And there's no reason to put on your old costume and go back to that physicalized dream you momentarily called a reality. That would be stupid. That would be really dumb.
gpt
>Love was all that mattered
I offer love to others but rarely get it returned.... Or so it seems.
Why the fuck is there pain and heartbreak anon?