Takes a little bit of believing.

I accept the possibility. And likelihood. That when I die, that’s it. I won’t survive in any other form. That’s the nature of human existence. We have our instant of life. And consciousness. And that’s all. If so, all right. That’s better than never having lived. It’s been fun. A pleasure. A thrill. I can fathom the idea/thought of oblivion. Being obliterated. Like a swatted fly. Here one second. Gone the next.  I don’t lose sleep over it. But nothing stops me from imagining other scenarios. Such as surviving in another life form. As a spirit. In a non-physical dimension. Any and every thing that I’m capable of imagining -- it’s all possible. Just takes a little bit of believing. To go a long way. –Jim Broede