My bad, your name probably isn’t James. We have the same soul, but not the same name, I’m sure. For all I know, you’re a woman or maybe even an animal of some sort. I heard the Divine likes to switch things up a bit.
You won’t remember me or the life I lived. I mean you shouldn’t. This is your time now. The only thing we have in common is the soul you now possess. My body once harbored the soul your body harbors now. Breathe. I know this is a lot to take in.