Reason not to be depressed.

My amore mio thinks I'm lapsing into a state of depression. Because I'm writing a whole lot about death. Of course, death is not the most pleasant of subjects. It can be a downer. Thing is. I lament about death. Can't help it. I'd rather live forever. In paradise. As spirit. Therefore, I am trying to counter death. By making an end run. Around death. Yes, I'm trying to elude death. Unfortunately, I may be playing a losing game.  Death may have the upper hand. Death may be death. A return to nothingness. That could make me depressed. Of course, I won't know it. But if I survive. As spirit. Believe me, I'll be jubilant. --Jim Broede