Seems to me. That most people deny the existence of spirits.
Because it’s difficult. Imagining life in a non-physical form. Anyway, I’m not
sure that I exist. Physically. That I am spirit now. And merely imagining that
I am in physical form. If I’m right. That’s good news. I can learn to give free
rein to my imagination. And become
anything. A rock. A tree. A bird. But for now. I’ll settle for being me. A
romantic idealist. With a peculiar imagination. --Jim Broede
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