Worse, imagine if you were fully cognizant of your fate when you incarnated.
My guess is survivor that you are, you’d make the most of your ill fate
and do your best to live a better life as a snail with the hope you could
gain enough merit and good karma to have a better next life,
maybe a gold-spooned life of privilege and no end of bountiful boons.
And maybe with a genius IQ, beauteous looks and a fabulous body.
So, you see, if you did screw up so badly that you came back as a snail,
there’s a redemptive possibility that that setback could catapult you into
a more awesome life than you ever could have envisioned.
The Lord laid it on my heart to write this to you, Selah!
And if you believe that, the moon is made of cheese.
Bob Boyd
And speaking of snails:
A guy is sitting at home when he hears a knock at the door. He opens the door and sees a snail on the porch. He picks up the snail and throws it as far as he can.
A year later, there’s another knock at the door. He opens it and sees the same snail. The snail says, “What was that all about?”
A turtle is crossing the road when he’s mugged by two snails.
When the police show up, they ask him what happened. The shaken turtle replies, “I don’t know. It all happened so fast.”