Maybe the secret of happiness. Is to believe what one wants
to believe. No matter how preposterous. Yes, to enter the world of fantasy. And
truly believe. In convincing and undeniable fashion, that it’s reality. Such as
belief in an afterlife. Many terrorists. Are alleged to believe that after
blowing themselves into smithereens, they are bound for a blissful paradise.
Meanwhile, here I am. A man who shuns organized religion. But still, I
cultivate a belief in an eternal spiritual life. Into a dimension that will allow me to
circumnavigate the cosmos. To other planets. To other solar systems. To other
galaxies. Absolutely no limits. Sure, it sounds preposterous and other-worldly.
But I’m willing to set aside my doubts. And buy into the assumption. Because that’s what I want out of life. The
making of anything that I can imagine. Into reality. I want everlasting life.
To be real as real can be. --Jim Broede
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