Maybe it’s a blessing. That I don’t need absolute proof to
believe anything. I merely believe. Such as. In the existence of my everlasting
spirit. My spirit doesn’t die. Instead. it’s my physical being that doesn’t
last. That disintegrates. Goes away. I was born spirit. And I’ll remain spirit.
Yes, I believe what I want to believe. The heck with proof. I am all powerful.
All blessed. Because I am true spirit. --Jim Broede
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