To my valuable readers,

My next story dives into the ultimate question: Do we have a soul, and what’s its true purpose beyond this life? Forget endless harps and clouds; I believe heaven isn’t a final resting place, but a cosmic crossroads where souls are judged, transformed, and sent on new journeys. Because eternity, after all, should be anything but boring. Enjoy —

Do We Have a Soul and What’s Its Purpose?

Christine lived on Earth, a place she loved for its beauty but often felt heavy with its pain. With her dark, wavy hair often tied back and deep brown eyes that missed nothing, she carried an athletic build not from sports, but from years of tireless work helping others in the city’s struggling places. She was a kind person, spending her days there, and her heart ached for those who suffered, especially from the meanness and cruelty she saw. One sunny afternoon, a sudden burst of fear ripped through the market. A frightening act of violence. Without thinking, Christine ran towards a little crying child, pulling her closer to shield her from the impeding threat. A sharp, powerful hit took her breath away. Her body gave out, but something inside her, something pure and brave, refused to stop.

Instead of darkness, Christine’s awareness soared. She was pulled into an everywhere, shimmering web of pure energy, a place of quiet understanding – The Cosmic Dreams. Time didn’t seem to exist here. After what felt like forever, her spirit became solid again, settling into a new body on a faraway world. She was born as Lyra, a beautiful baby girl on Valarian 4, a bright planet under sapphire skies, circling twin suns. Her new body was graceful, with long arms and legs, and eyes that glowed with a gentle light, just like all her new people.

As Lyra grew up, her new parents on Valarian 4 thought she was special, so smart for her age. But Lyra was often confused. She saw quick pictures in her head and heard faint sounds not from her new home. She’d remember the salty taste of the ocean on her tongue. The sea air itself had a unique, almost sweet freshness, like its own nectar. She saw grand visions of its powerful waves – all from a world she had left behind. Valarian 4 didn’t even have oceans; it was a desert planet with patches of fresh water oases speckled across its surface. These little bits of memory came from deep inside her, from her subconscious, like pictures from a past life. They were so real, not like normal dreams. She couldn’t quite explain them, but they were there.

Her parents, seeing her distress, took her to a special healer, a mind doctor. They did a gentle “mind blend,” a soft touch of minds, to understand. And that’s when it all came out: Lyra’s past life. She gasped as she saw it, her name then was Christine. The painful images weren’t dreams at all, but true visions. She knew then, deep down, that she had lived before. This knowing stayed with Lyra as she grew, driving her to study the stars.

On Valarian 4, nestled beneath the glowing Prometheus Constellation, Lyra knew her people’s universe was new. It had started with a Big Bang from an ancient, giant Black Hole. That Black Hole, they understood, was once the heart of a universe that had died long ago – the very universe where her Earth had once been, billions and trillions of years in the past. Lyra became an astrophysicist, driven by a deep, personal need to find the truth behind those old feelings, to find the special place where souls gather and change. She was searching for The Cosmic Dreams, the real place beyond what people thought was just space.

Then, one night, poring over her star-charts and complex energy readings, it happened. She didn’t find a new star, or a hidden galaxy. Instead, she found a subtle, yet profound signature, a flicker of existence that seemed to bridge the known universe with something beyond it. It was the key to The Cosmic Dreams itself – not a place in space, but a realm that sat between what was real and what was not, where souls truly existed, where they could become new and understand. It was the biggest discovery in her world’s history. As her mind grasped this impossible truth, the air in her observatory shimmered, responding to the cosmic awakening.

A shape formed before her. It was the Angel of Judgment, not solid, but like glowing light shaped into a human form. It wasn’t a ghost, but something filled with ancient power.

Lyra: (A shaky whisper, her voice full of wonder and a lifetime of searching) “I… I found it. This energy… this place… But you? Are you here? With me?”

Angel of Judgment: (A quiet, strong feeling of calm, flowing into Lyra’s mind) “You sought the deepest answers, Lyra. You touched a part of The Cosmic Dreams. And for some, finding truth opens the way. Your soul has learned many things. It is very old, very strong. You are a Primal Soul.”

Lyra: (Her breath catching, as everything clicks into place, a wave of memories making her understand) “A Primal Soul… I… I’ve done this before! This feeling inside… this truth… my soul has traveled through so many lives. And on Earth… the hurt? The awful cruelty? Why was it there?”

Lyra: (A sudden burst of understanding, her awareness getting bigger and clearer) “And the shadows on Earth… what we called ghosts! They weren’t just sad leftovers, were they? They were like windows into The Cosmic Dreams itself, a mix of beings reaching out! My soul… I feel its real power, connecting the unseen cosmic world to the touchable, physical world!”

Angel of Judgment: (A warm, knowing feeling of agreement) “Yes. Your soul holds wisdom from countless journeys. The thin curtain between worlds lifts when you understand. Life’s purpose is shaped by your choices. Suffering can make a soul strong. For evil, there is a balance. Your new universe, born from a past one, is a place for higher learning. This is the Cycle of Refinement.”

Then, the Angel of Judgment showed Lyra a hard truth, a core part of The Cosmic Dreams’ justice.

Lyra saw another soul. It wasn’t sad, but filled with a terrible, ugly energy – Malignant Resonance. This soul had done truly awful things on a Trial World, so bad that its very being was broken beyond repair. This soul wouldn’t be fixed or taught. Instead, with a serious and unchanging purpose, the Angel of Judgment guided it to a special path inside The Cosmic Dreams: the Void of Dissolution.

It was an amazing sight, scary in its complete finality. Lyra watched as the bad soul’s unique energy was slowly taken apart. Piece by piece, its past, its memories, its very self, disappeared. There was no pain, just a deep, sure undoing. That soul, as a separate being, just stopped. It became raw energy again, never to be that same soul. This was true death, the ultimate end, needed to keep The Cosmic Dreams pure and stop evil from spreading through all the universes.

This hard, cosmic justice was the clear answer to Lyra’s old questions. The purpose of a soul wasn’t just to live; it was to experience and to choose, knowing that terrible actions have a final, unyielding price. This scary but beautiful truth kept the whole Cosmic Dreams in balance.

With this total understanding, Lyra’s Primal Soul glowed with a new, powerful purpose. Her mind, now fully awake to its vast cosmic knowing, kept all her Earth memories. Her subconscious could easily bring up everything, showing her not just that she had lived before, but that this life, on Valarian 4, was so much better, so much richer. Her people, wiser and more powerful, had already found the planet Earth in the leftover parts of the old universe, with tiny bits of evidence proving it was real. Lyra, the astronomer, hadn’t just found a cosmic answer; she had become a part of it. As a fully awakened Primal Soul, she was ready to help keep The Cosmic Dreams in perfect balance, guided by the wisdom of all her lives.

The Heart of the Story: Our Spiritual Awakening

This story offers a precious answer to life’s biggest questions, resonating with a deep, hopeful truth: Yes, we absolutely have souls. We are vital sparks, woven from the very fabric of The Cosmic Dreams. Our purpose isn’t confined to a single lifetime; it’s a magnificent journey through countless experiences, choosing and refining our very essence.

Every single choice we make, every act of kindness or cruelty, carries immense weight. Even in the endless stretch of the multi-universes, there’s a profound cosmic justice, ensuring that purity is protected and growth is honoured within the beautiful, never-ending flow of The Cosmic Dreams.

To me, this isn’t just a concept; it’s the very core of our Spiritual Journey of Awakening. Here on Earth, even when life feels like “Hell on Earth” because of its unfairness and pain, there’s an overarching purpose guiding our existence. It’s a testament to the enduring strength and ultimate triumph of the soul.

Bari Marcus Anthony