The One is not a god. The One is not mortal. The One does not live, not as we live. The One is everything and nothing, it is everywhere and nowhere, it is, and is not. The One is what all was in the beggining, what all are now, and what all will be. The One is the Universe. The One is made up of the multitude of cosmic entities that exist. But, while to our understanding, the Universe is old, the One is but a babe. And this babe has no parents. It can only learn by experimentation. And that is what we are. An experiment of the universe. We are the One’s teachers. We are the One’s foster parents. It is up to us to teach it what is right and what is wrong. We must be good to one another, so that the One can learn that this is right. Thus ends the first words of the speaker for the One.:: Our purpose ends not there, good friends. The One creates our souls, as well. Each one of our souls is a part of the One. When we are born, that part of the One becomes our soul. When we die, that part of us is sent back to the One with our experiences. What we felt, the One feels. What we loved, the One loves. What we were, the One becomes, at least in part.