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Death Is Not the End

The body, in all its wonders and might, is still such a fragile thing. We mustn't forget the ever impending mortality, In order to prize each given day. Likewise, we must not forget the ever present immortality of our true beings. Our souls, our spirits, are only residential in the vessels of bodies. The human brain clouds our actualization of supremacy. It dilutes truth. It is the cause of sadness towards death, pain in temporary loss, unjust fates of our loved ones. It is unreasonable. We must not forget that we are more than memories and emotions, For, Death is not a sentence, but a cycle of reawakened enlightenment. Just as life is but a mere drive towards a greater destination- A stamp upon each being as they ascend into the vast beyonds- Such is everlasting peace and happiness in knowing that all will rejoice in the union of long lost souls.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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