It was a great Friday, eating Max fried chicken and burger, with good companionship. You feel that when you share the same frequencies with your friends and talk about random stuff, you talk with your heart cause you are interested in how they perceive the world. And somehow, we ended up discussing reincarnation, and death.
D : What do you want to do after you die?
B : I don't know; if I die, how can I make a plan? What do you want to do after you die?
D took a long deep breath; this is not a difficult question, but difficult for her to express it. She believes in the afterlife after she dies; she believes she will be on a new long journey, and what she wants to do after she dies, is to survive that long journey.
She was thinking so hard, about how to take this with humour, but able to tell accurately how she felt.
There are so many different forms of love. She knows that the best, cause she is always a lover. Express her love for animals, friends, families, plants, foods, and the sun, coffee, and the wind blowing through her face, which always calms her when 1000 thoughts appear in her messy head. She loves her surroundings; she knows that. Yet she has to learn how to love herself and who she cares about. It is not easy, to find her identity, her purpose, her creator, her vision, and her path of life. She feels that she is moving forward, but sometimes, she feels so lost as well and loses her direction. She loves everyone, yet she struggles to proceed her love. She is confused, about how true love and care should act and proceed. Ahhh, life is too colourful to explore, with too many questions to answer. Yet we are obliged to find the right answer.
For a second, she looked at a pair of brown eyes in front of her. She met this type of person so many times, cause throughout her life, she was blessed with so much kindness, those who brought her smile back after a considerably long sadness. Very kind, nice, intelligent, and personality. A blessing to the world, people who share kindness with their surroundings. She prayed in her heart, and she wished these kind people, and she, are the lucky ones who will survive the long journey ahead.
D : When I die, my body (hopefully) will be buried. Then worms and small animals eat it, it will become fertilizer, and it will come back to mother earth. But how about you? Will you be ashes?
B : Yeah I will be ashes.
D : Would it pollute the river? hahaha
Both laugh; D was not supposed to say that.. It was so negative. So she tried to make it up.
B : It must be more positive, like I'll be eaten by the fish, and scatter my blessing to the universe.
D : That is so true; ashes will fertilize the water plants, and when the wind blows, you'll be everywhere.
They should talk more about where their souls will go. But the sun had set, and it was time to go. And the topic was too heavy to wrap up. Need a lot of thought to discuss that back. It needs a lot of tuning to the frequencies because they may still be playing different songs. Only time will know, will the frequencies ever meet. This applies to thousands of other souls meeting each other every second. How they will affect each other in their lives. What type of cosmic meeting do they have. Will they help each other to bring out the best of them? Will they just say hi and pass each other? Or they meet to hurt and give a hard lesson to each other.
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