There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?
I'm not one of those New Age types that believe 'it's all meant to be' and that our lives have been scripted by an invisible hand.
I have a traditional view of the afterlife... heaven, hell and judgments. But the accounts of those places are scant, and I believe it's on purpose. We aren't supposed to try to figure out the architecture of the afterlife, since the big game is here in this life.
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