Another Journey

I am far more frightened by the idea of living forever than I am by the prospect of dying. I have no finite religion, but I do believe in the existance of soul/aura/chakra/whatever you want to call it. Pure energy. I have faith in that. I know in my heart of hearts that this isn't the end, or even the beginning. It's just a stop along the way. Maybe there is no destination at all, only perpetual existance in it's many forms. If existance (as we humans know and understand it) is simply an osmosis process, filtering down from inanimate specks of dust, to the "higher" lifeforms, and beyond; what is there to fear? Only getting "stuck" in any particular one. So when my death finds me, whenever that may be, I'll be ready for whatever comes.
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Nov 29, 2012