The fact that I am one day, going to die and leave this vessel of flesh does not scare me. What scares me is that I do not know what lies beyond. Where will I go? Will I cease to exist at all, reduced to nothing but dust and bones? Will my very being, my soul die along with me? Or is there a place for wandering souls like me?
But I, I am energy. My being is an undying, cosmic energy. I can neither be created nor destroyed. I am eternal. I am infinite. So I would like to believe that I, an energy, will fill up a once void vessel again and again. With every death, I am renewed.
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