Where would you like to go when you die?
What is your perfect afterlife?
Especially my own.
At 69 - and some would say early in year seventy -
thoughts of death are just a bit too close for comfort.
What is my perfect afterlife?
- and no money - no greed - no fighting
balanced with deep silence and even deeper peace
Philosophy, theology and ethics
Maybe with Socrates and Plato,
Aristotle and Hippocrates
Blue sky, great white mountains of clouds and brilliant sunshine
Flowers, trees and whatever landscape that fit the discussion.
And dogs - big dogs, sleek and beautiful - just because they are fun
And glorious, handsome cats - if they deign to share their afterlife with me.
Each of us have our own earthly lives - and in this muse
We each have our own afterlife
With visits of love and joy coming with merely a beckoning thought
and I won’t know if there is one
‘til I trip over the fine line between life and death ~
I can dream of any kind of perfection that I choose.
“There is a place called ‘heaven’
where the good here unfinished is completed;
and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled,
are continued. We may laugh together yet.”
~ J.R.R.Tolkein
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