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y dice (ingles) :
In the 18 months before my death, I proceeded to set forth the Keys to Death and Hell. In this process I envisioned a snapshot of the world as it appeared to me at that time. Literally a cutup, a cut and paste sculpture taken from various articles, science fiction, cultural and political events, happenings in the realms of occulture, flame wars on the Zee list, my life, my world, my email etc., so it was just a cut-up of these things.
Somehow, from this cut-up leaked out the most beautiful vision of infinite compassion, and this vision came forth and stood forth even amongst all the horror, it shone through so bright, really true, and undeniably real. There was more compassion and love for me than I had ever dreamed or imagined. It was like a garden paradise all around me, blooming with beauty and love; it was there all the time, this unbelievable garden, and it opened up to me.
My life has been like heaven in so many ways, I am grateful I had an opportunity to see this possibility, and I want to share it with my fellow sentient beings. Even though Death and Hell may look like it is all dark, all black, and all horror, right there, glimmering on the other side is infinite compassion. Right there! The clear light is shimmering through the void. It's not that hard to see if you just open up your eyes and look around.
My life with Andrea (Aggedy), and the love that we were reflecting back and forth between each other is so magnificent and powerful that it was like we were facing death everyday, celebrating our love everyday. We were facing it because that was the way we lived. But for me, maybe it took the imminence of physical death to bring it into full clarity.
As my own death approaches steadily, I am blessed, and deeply moved by the enormous display of affection and love from my daughter Heidi. Heidi's love is a limitless ocean that has healed me so much from the pain of life. Though she is young, 17, and losing her Dad, she shows all the signs of blooming into a spectacular woman of insight and compassion. I am surprised and grateful for the outpouring of tenderness. Seeing those around me, and especially my only child, offering me such unconditional love and compassion changes me, heals me, and reaffirms the silent knowledge of my heart.
