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The one thing we all have in common is death! It is a fact of life that everyone has to die, even the rich and famous. No matter how many friends we have, death is the one journey we have to make alone. Death is the most powerful word in any language. We are almost afraid to utter it, just in case we tempt fate and bring the power of the word falling down upon us, like a mighty invisible hand. Even in the midst of our life we tremble with fear in the face of death. All through our lives it follows us around like a huge shadow waiting to devour our souls. But where do we go when we die?
Death is not a place. It has nothing whatsoever do do with places. It is a condition or state of mind. The spirit world has no geographical location in space, and is neither up nor down; neither north, south east nor west. It lies in no particular direction, and yet one could say that the spirit world lies in all directions. It orbits within and around the physical atom, interpenetrating the physical world.
Look upon the physical body as a piece of ice. Boil the ice in a pan until it becomes water. This is the first stage. The water boils into steam, and then into vapour. Although we cannot see it in the atmosphere, we know the vapour is still there, clinging like an invisible veil to the air we breathe, Although a crude analagy of death, I think it explains the process perfectly well.
You can turn off the gas fire, but you cannot remove the heat. You can feel the heat it, but you can't see it.
Even though you can remove flowers from the room, the fragrance of the flowers remains for some time, clinging to the air as a constant reminder of what was there. Surely this is death, the beginning not the end.
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