The following is a fictional excerpt from a nonexistent religious text, part of the beliefs of most Mâvarinû. It should not be construed as an endorsement or condemnation of any real-world belief or practice,except as a general parable about understanding vs. self-aggrandizing power. - KFB
Alef and Varshti were talking with Lokvanishmû.
"The Lord is eternal, but our lives are short," Varshti said. "By the time we get to know each other at all, our mortal lives are over."
"There is still the Afterworld," Alef said. "This is when we grow closer to the Lord."
"Why not just go there to start with, then?" Varshti asked.
"The Afterworld is not a place for beginnings," the Lord said. "Would you learn to farm and ride before you learn to walk and talk?"
"Will you tell us about the Afterworld, at least?" Alef asked.
"You cannot understand it until you are there," the Lord said.
"And once we are there, we cannot come back here," Varshti said.
"I did not say that," said the Lord.
"Let me have an immortal life, Lord," Varshti said. "Let me come and go between this world and the next, and never sicken or die. That way you will have a friend through all time."
"If I do as you say, will you indeed be my friend? Or will you decide you are a god yourself?" the Lord asked.
"I will be your friend and servant," Varshti promised.
"Let it be so," the Lord said. “And what of you, Alef? Do you wish to be immortal like your brother?"
"You have already promised immortality in the Afterworld, Lord," Alef said. "I am content that you have ordered things as they should be. I ask only to know and understand you and your creation better."
"Your desire shall also be granted," the Lord said. “Yours is the better request.”