Beyond human comprehension.

My physical being is not the real me. Or so I am assuming. Because I sense it. My real being is my spirit or soul. And my body is just the vessel to contain it. Until I die. Then my spirit or soul is presumably set free. Could be that I'm reincarnated into another body/vessel, or that I merely drift off to another dimension. A spiritual paradise. So when I die, it doesn't matter what happens to my body. Because it's merely empty. Devoid of anything meaningful. My body will be incinerated or left to rot and disintegrate in a grave. It will be no more. But my spirit/soul will live forever. In a dimension beyond human comprehension. --Jim Broede