The darkness slowly began to fade.
Goji felt as if he was being pushed into another life.
š First Life ā The Mouse
He opened his eyes.
The ground felt cold.
Every small sound made his heart race.
He was a mouse.
Every day was fear.
Every day was hiding.
Every day was running from death.
One day, a cat spotted him.
He ran with all his strengthā¦
but he wasn't fast enough.
As he was caught, he understoodā
what it truly meant to be weak.
Darkness.
š¦ Second Life ā The Bird
This time, he was in a nest.
A mother bird fed him gently.
For the first time, he felt warmth and care.
Then one day, a hunter's net fell.
His mother was trapped.
He screamedā¦
but he was too small to save her.
He learnedā
what it meant to lose someone you love.
Hunger and loneliness slowly took his life.
Darkness.
š Third Life ā The Stray Dog
No home.
No name.
People threw stones at him.
They called him dirty.
One little girl once gave him a piece of bread.
For a moment, he felt kindness.
But later, some boys beat him badly.
As he lay on the ground, trembling, he realizedā
it was so easy to hurt someone.
But enduring painā¦ was far harder.
Darkness.
š Fourth Life ā The Fish
The water was calm.
Swimming felt peaceful.
Then one day, a net trapped him.
He struggled for air.
He gaspedā¦ helplessly.
He understoodā
how fragile life truly was.
Darkness.
š“ Fifth Life ā The Horse
He carried heavy loads all day.
Whips struck his back.
Even when he fell from exhaustion,
he was forced to stand again.
No one cared about his pain.
He realizedā
strength does not always mean freedom.
Darkness.
š Sixth Life ā The Snake
People saw him and immediately shoutedā
"Kill it!"
They judged him only by his appearance.
A stone crushed his head.
In that moment, he understoodā
how it feels to be hated just for how you look.
Darkness.
š Seventh Life ā The Monkey
He was captured from the forest.
Chained.
Forced to perform.
People laughed at him.
Clapped.
Pointed.
He had become entertainment.
Tears filled his eyesā¦
but no one cared.
One day, exhaustion and silent suffering took his breath away.
Darkness.
Then he stood once again before God.
This time, he was different.
There was no anger in his eyes.
No accusations.
Only understanding.
God spoke calmly:
"A human birth is rare.
One must experience the pain of seven forms before earning it."
Goji lowered his head.
The pride within him had disappeared.
In its placeā¦ was humility.
Darkness surrounded him once more.
And somewhere in that darknessā¦
a new beginning waited.