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Where am I? Why is it dark? This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park… Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing? All I remember is a telephone ringing… A scream and a crash and a pain in my side… Is this what happens after one’s died? I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free, Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee. My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed, Trying to fathom what would happen this day But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears… It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher… Is it a bad thing, or is it good? Maybe it’s just not quite understood... While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate And ask him a question or query or two “What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?” “What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?” “Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?” But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan? Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten? Am I to be left here until I am rotten? Lo and behold! what, now, can this be? Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany? Is this the magical feeling all souls receive When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve? How could I have not seen the realism? Why was I consumed in man-made idealism? This is more wondrous than all I was taught Oh, all the times I argued and fought With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine! Little I thought was actually correct! How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind? I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind… Wait - - What is this that I see? What is this gateway that is revealed unto me? Now a door is opened to my immortal soul I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal… I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad… For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad. This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear, For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.

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Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark? This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park… Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing? All I remember is a telephone ringing… A scream and a crash and a pain in my side… Is this what happens after one’s died? I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free, Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee. My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed, Trying to fathom what would happen this day But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears… It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher… Is it a bad thing, or is it good? Maybe it’s just not quite understood... While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate And ask him a question or query or two “What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?” “What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?” “Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?” But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan? Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten? Am I to be left here until I am rotten? Lo and behold! what, now, can this be? Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany? Is this the magical feeling all souls receive When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve? How could I have not seen the realism? Why was I consumed in man-made idealism? This is more wondrous than all I was taught Oh, all the times I argued and fought With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine! Little I thought was actually correct! How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind? I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind… Wait - - What is this that I see? What is this gateway that is revealed unto me? Now a door is opened to my immortal soul I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal… I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad… For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad. This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear, For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.