Blanketed by an azure sky, the yellow-orange rays of the setting sun can, at special times, gift us with a moment of such considerable beauty, we find ourselves momentarily stunned, with frozen gaze.
Even with the stunning beauty of a sunset is not enough to fool someone who knows ... I know... The world we live in is a lie, a mirage, a dream.
You see when you die you dont go up or down... You dont go to a better place, you come back, your mind wiped of your previous life, sent back to earth to do it all over again.
You see after you "pass on to the next world". You do go to a happy place a field full of flowers and butterflies. But there is a catch, two portals eather side of an old willow tree one a black hole with terrifying screams echoing from the depths of the unknown, halve of the tree next to it burnt and dead.
Two the shimmering white light with laughter and the voices of your loved ones beckoning you to come closer, the tree on this side full of life.
How do i know this? Ive been there. More times than i can count.
When you reach the portals and can not make up your mind an "angel" appears in the tree, beautiful, charming, and a pain in the ass, he has this way of convincing you to go into the light. Do not listen to the smart ass beautiful nameless angel...
There seamed to be a glitch of some kind because I remember every life i have lived and died. I have died 15 times just to come back here, new life new family, new death. I always "grow up" looking the same. Same face every time.
When you die whatever you do, do not go into the light. Its a trap.
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a Glitch in time
SpiritualYou see after you "pass on to the next world". You do go to a happy place a field full of flowers and butterflies. But there is a catch, two portals eather side of an old willow tree one a black hole with terrifying screams echoing from the depths o...
