If you look around at everyone you meet, associate with, and know well, our weediness is rather apparent. When I was young, reincarnation was the only way I could conceive of to explain why so many people didn't have a clue about the dynamics happening all around them. Currently, as a Christian, I tend to view it as everyone having their doors and windows shut tight against the sweet winds of truth and understanding, and don't really look to reincarnation as an explanation any more. The choices people make seem to be rooted in a deep-seated self-centeredness that we are loath to shake off. Or maybe I'm smoking too much weed. Who knows?

Reincarnation...I've always wondered, "re" —what? —if this is something real, and made evident to (some of) us, what'd be the point of spending ones current life speculating on the (purported) previous life, and, then, how is life truly being lived here and now? I don't mean to make light of believing in reincarnation, (people who are intelligent do believe in this, so what do I know?) it's just that I cannot live this life by trekking through another life. Then again, maybe I'm smoking too little weed. :)