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Death and Spirit

(Note: Wherever there is an electrical activity, there is an electromagnetic field.)

We live once
We die once
In death
Our bodies 
Return to soil

But what about our spirit?
Meaning
Our thoughts, our feelings, our bodily movements?

Our spirit starts
To travel through space
At the speed of light
When we are conceived
And ends
When our breaths stop

Thus our spirit has
Our age 
Beginning, our conception
And ending, our death

We are 
Like a radio station

Station may be gone 
But all it 
Has broadcasted
Travel thru space

Forever
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Wolf Avatar
January 2, 2020 at 8:13 PM
Yes, the spirit lives on eternally. :) gw
Chai Avatar
December 27, 2019 at 10:49 AM
It will be so nice if our spirits recognize our loved ones gone before. But my scientific mind says, 'No'.
Theraven Avatar
December 27, 2019 at 1:30 AM
Hi-Dong, I've always felt the same about the soul and speed of light. Will we ever catch up to those that had a head start? Will we cross paths with those that captured our heart? -Richard
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