When Alice says she doesn’t belong here, I ask her, “But you chose this place, didn’t you?” I asked her, “But Alice herself chose this place, didn’t she?
Then Alice angrily replied, “No, I don’t. I want to go home, but I can’t. I want to go home, but I can’t.”
I wondered, “What do you mean? If you want to go back, why don’t you just go back? Does it mean I can’t go back because I’ve been reincarnated so many times? Or do you need some special thing or ability to go back?”
As I was asking Alice these questions, suddenly the space around me became pitch black.
Then, a small window-like structure appeared, and light began to sparkle inside it.
Alice did not look surprised, but looked at the glowing little window and said, “But it’s not here anymore…”.
Why do you think it’s gone?
Because it’s gone.
When?
A long, long time ago. A long time ago, a long time ago… I was held by a gentle light… and I was able to be open and honest with it.
Then let’s go back to the memory of that light, to the place of that light.
“I can’t… there is a small prison in the soul of a different dimension, and in that small prison there is a small light.”
Who built that prison?”
‘I don’t know. Maybe because he was hurt too much in his reincarnation, I put him in the prison as a last resort to protect the light, but I think the light is trapped. But you know what? The truth is, I want this light to come out.”
Then you must love yourself.”
When I said this, Alice looked at me with a startled look on her face.
