Sitting in a room alone I could feel the darkness taking over my thoughts. IT WOULD NOT leave me alone. Running for miles and miles I felt my body getting weaker as my mind got stronger. On the brink of death I almost collapsed. Little rays of light began to take over my frontal cortex. This was what it felt like to work so hard every day as you got older and older. While running, I saw a snake in the grass but he couldn’t keep up. Almost at the end of my workout my entire knee had become numb. I’d been running for so long that my bills were due. Dripping in sweat I found myself sitting in a room with pictures of all of the people who would love to see me dead. As I found myself alone, I’d outlived them all. Their souls now belonged to me as they waited and waited for me to join them on the other side. Reaching the age of 125 I’d took it like a champ. As the doctor injected me with morphine like he did my mother so long ago, I looked him in the eyes embracing my slow death with just us in the room. This is what it felt like to out live everyone. I’d spent my entire life running but this was my biggest accomplishment. I’d lived long enough to face death only to find another life on the other side.
In ah of what I’d noticed floating into deep space then walking into the light is that there is no death. Only a dead vessel deep in the ground on earth and a soul welcomed into another world in the eyeball of the universe. The truth is that there is no death, only everlasting life.
A slow death.
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