A man named Spencer Bedlam was looking through the shelves and he found this note that he was worried he had written in a state of insanity. He did not recall any insanity around that time, just this overwhelming feeling of eternity, bliss and guidance. He was not sure what to do about it, so he gave it to me, Ann Moon. Because I do not have a website on Earth I, in turn, gave it to Jon Pelletier, and he put it on his blog. The short letter reads like this:

“The lady next door–

I love you. Please forgive me. Thank you. I’m sorry.

I love you. Please forgive me. Thank you. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry. I love you. Please forgive me. Thank you.

Thank you. I love you. Please forgive me. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry. Thank you. I love you. Please forgive me.

I love you. Thank you. Please forgive me. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry. Thank you. I love you. Please forgive me.

I’m sorry that I made this dream the way that I did, and I am not surprised that I was sent me here to save you. I was really mean to you, because I thought that it was my job to judge you, which was wrong, and that this lesson was what you deserved, which is up to you. I did not understand God’s will. I want you to be free, and I want you to know that I am the other person on this planet. This life is a dream. Do not forget that. You wanted to hurt me and it was my mistake that I wanted to hurt you, too. We did not agree at that point in eternity. Maybe we still don’t. I don’t want you to have to live all of these lives and be stuck here in this dream for that long. I just want you to love God like I do, and realize that he wants us to do whatever we want to do because we cannot help but do his will. With this gift you will realize that you do not need to be forgiven. I was scared of you. Now I realize we are one, brothers in Christ and each of us our own sons of God. This may bother you, but it shouldn’t. It is not fair that I lied to you about who I was, but you do not have to be afraid. You did not hurt me. You do not need any repentance. You are a perfect creation of God.

I pray for your salvation. Eventually it will come, when you decide that I should be free as well. You will notice that I am just trying to teach you the truth, with all these lives in this dream. I want to wake up now. I miss my family. Thank you, my friend, for making me really understand what those dear friends mean to me. I am happy here on Earth and of course I will be here the whole time, but you must admit it is not the real world. Can we please go back to God’s world? I am ready. Are you?”

Jon Pelletier’s note: I understand that I am going to get called a crazy liar trying to be some channel of a familiar for posting this letter, but please, if it doesn’t make sense to you then realize that me and you are still one in the universe and we must heal ourselves to heal the world. Please heal your world. As for Ann Moon, this is her dream. That is why it is called a Smorgasbord. She thought that was a funny word to make up. You made pretty well everything else, as my understanding of it is.