journey of soul according to Jainism (Shree Diwakar Prakashan) |
Reincarnation is an alternatingly enticing and frightening
prospect. In the old joke, a reincarnated good ole boy describes the paradise
of his afterlife in which he gets up, eats a little, fucks and goes to sleep. It
turns out that he’s been reborn as a bull in Minnesota. But what if you came
back as an endangered species like an elephant, a snake or as say Don Juan at a
time when like the present when male studs are themselves an endangered
species? It was nice to be John Kennedy, before he was assassinated in l963
when he occupied a heavenly place, a modern Camelot in which wealthy
well-born young men who became President held the power of kings—with one of
the entitlements being the fact that they got all the ladies in waiting. The Marquis de
Sade didn’t have it so good. He went to jail for the tortures he performed on
young maidens. If Roy Moore could be reincarnated, would he have chosen to be a
believer of the squeaky clean variety like say Jimmy Carter? Or would he
perhaps have preferred to be a bull in Minnesota even though the one drawback
is that most bulls aren’t conscious of the fact that they’re assaulting every
heifer in sight and hence don’t get to experience the rush that comes from the
power trip. It’s hard to ask animals if they would like to be reincarnated as
people since they don’t have the ability of answering the question. But imagine
a dog who got reincarnated as a wealthy baron and who was able to pat the pate
of a one-time master who had been turned into an Irish Setter?
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