What will happen, if in the end of it all, when we get to the end of our road, we find out we really are alone in the universe? That there is no greater power working in our favor. That all along it has been our own actions and decisions that set the dominoes, and there’s no one to blame but ourselves for the outcomes. No fate, no karma, no ‘meant to be.’ That all the time and energy we put into someone, something, without question, to follow blindly, a waste.
Just us, and our faults.
Will people be grateful for the false hope, false faith, if you will, that kept them going? Or angry at the deceit? Or perhaps just angry at themselves, for believing, for not making their own karma, for not living their own lives.
Which will you be?