Upon entering a fantastic world.

Maybe the nicest thing about life is language. The ability to use words and thoughts. To communicate with not only others. But with one’s self. In meaningful language. Wish I spoke everyone’s language. But I don’t. But I suspect that if one enters  a spiritual dimension, maybe there’s a universal language. Thoughts are translated. Automatically. Spirits know what’s on each other’s minds. There’s no hiding one’s thoughts. Which might be scary for some spirits. Still, maybe spirits find ways to get along. Without warfare. One cannot reek physical harm. Can’t bomb the hell out of other spirits. It’ll be interesting to see how spirits handle disagreements. Disputes. Maybe it’s necessary that spirits be able to hide their thoughts. To keep secrets. Anyway, entering another dimension would be an adventure. Feeling one’s way. Just like it happens in the three-dimensional physical world. I’m trying to imagine living in a four- or five- or six-dimensional world. Must be fantastic. –Jim Broede