literately die anytime (it is possible of a real death, just try harder [first get near me or my stuffs or the like, second, do what you usually do like curses, act like you're better [subconscience do count], my "favorite" one: manipulate,...).* Yes, there are all kind of death (like a truthful person start lying, a honest person become a fox, a decent man become...). Some death are just bigger than other. Remember, once you die for real(some just suck your essence till it is dry (and then down and up the chain, like cancer)--not on purpose* (especially those doing charity)--yet, you're physically fine), you're gone. Here or elsewhere, does not matter you're Asian, American, European, African,... You can come back elsewhere and act or pretend, but "that is just the way it is." These are my Hypothesis.

What ya all think?
What about the "payment" for killing a human beings?
Are you doing a "good" thing by doing what you do?
Am I doing the "right" things by writing all of these?

Remember kids, it not only affect you but those whom have decided to believe in you. Please note, I am writing these not because "I believe." I have not yet written a song that I know of in my entire life. It take a phat chance for a child to come into life, so much to nurture a child to a person. I know how you can hurt Buddha and his students, just destroy all the tree, the plants (include the one in the ocean and under the rock, also in cave, don't forget to other life form too while you're at it,...) here; who know, maybe you will hurt him a little bit. Oh, and please visit my house for some tea afterward and have some "snack." While you at it, also welcome to burn it down too. I just wanna see how many real fire fighter show up. From what I have observe, most "people" here are incapable of drinking tea. Ok, I'll get to the point:

1.) I do not buy soul nor is there anything to sign.
2.) The devil cannot buy soul but you can sell it to him anytime. Be my guess, but not sure what it will amount to.
3.) I am just like you, nothing special (as of the way you use to think.)
4.) The devil is already dead, however, he is like cancer.

Man, what I am been thinking. I need to sue whoever did this to my thinking and brain.

One can die in the flesh, but can one also die in the spirit?
We, humans are all the same, we all die in the flesh. So you and me, we are the same in the flesh.
But are we the same in awareness?
When we die in the flesh, we will be spiritual beings like we were before we were born.
But we can have evolved as a spiritual being by living with awareness.
This means we are not the same spirit after we died in the flesh as we were before we were born into the flesh.
The devil is not dead, he is alive, his face is any coin, any papermoney, any whisper to your soul that takes you deeper into the flesh.

Yeah, I know what you mean. I live in the United States right now annd people here is weird. Perhaps their spirit have die in the flesh also. Too much church time. I hope they don't become gay and $hitz.
I have a feeling that people here are scare or something. Personally, if the wind is strong, then you're are amongst the brave. It kind'a fun too, like you can make kite and stuffs and try to fly. Or climb a mountain with strong wind. Is this what people here want? This is the spirit of Native American.

Death to me is inevitable, it's the end of life. With death comes both pain and happiness. It's your final goodbye on planet earth to all your loved ones. It's your last time to reflect on your past memories, before you begin your new fresh start in the after life.

Death to all people is inevatible. It is the end of life in a material body. It is going back to your essence of being a spirit in a spiritual world. When you die you will keep your awareness but without a material body. It can be a kind of happiness and a kind of sadness. It are the people you leave behind on earth that will be sad missing you. But you will not be sad for this for you will not miss them, you will see the truth of their existence. And after three days your spirit normally will leave the environment you lived in before and will start the journey through the spiritual world, the new part of spiritual life in wich you will 'digest' your life on earth before and at the end of wich you will prepare your new life on earth.

^^ What a bunch of crap!!!

And, the master asked, "What is the sound of one hand clap?"
And, God smacked his hand down upon him to show him the errors of his way.

People like to be scared of death, but trust me, when you are old and/or sick, its a welcomed thing. I remember this lady who was wasting away because her organs decided they didnt wanna function anymore. As the days went by, she went from looking healthy to looking like human dried jerky. On her last day of living she could barely speak, but was able to tell the words "get me out of here" to her relatives standing by.

It would be annoying to want to peacefully pass away and yet have issue because ur conneccted to all these damn tubes and machines/IV. Get me out of here!

I really have trouble grasping the concept of spiritual beings.

Although I've seen some dead people at open casket funerals & the mouth is always open. Like their souls escaped through their mouths.

You can think of the spirit as water and the body as the glass holding the water.
The glass determines the shape of the water (the body determines the form of the spirit).
When the glass is broken and can no longer hold the water (the body dies),
the water returns to the world or oceans (the spirit returns to the universe).

What is the spirit? What does it look like? What does it do?
That is for you to find out ... I don't know.
Maybe you could ask Norman.

Agreed.




When one is young it's hard to imagine one's own death. Imo what is truly scary is when intimations of death make the concept so real that one can actually imagine the agony of gasping for that last breath. Repeated acquaintance with Death through the passing of family and friends often causes reflection. Sometimes reflection leads to the realization that the day will come when the flesh becomes so weak that Death will be welcomed like an old friend.