I may be dead but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have any feelings or thoughts.
Why, it is our very thoughts that infuse life into us…even while we’re “dead.”
Doesn’t make sense? Well, give it some time and it will. Death can turn your world upside down…from your vantage point anyway. I feel quite “right side up.”
I no longer have a body per se, just a hint of an outline of where my flesh and bones once resided.
I can wish myself anywhere at any time. There’s no need for use of the “feet” or public transportation. A simple thought of where I want to be and I am transported in a blink.
And you believe that I’m no longer with you because I have passed from the physical world and you have remained, but that is not so…not so at all. I am probably more present now than I was when I was there with you. I see you and I feel love but it is the kind of love that is selfless and without grasping.
I can now immediately sense your essence, perfection and fundamental goodness. Words are unnecessary and are in fact a hindrance, a burden, a border that created separation. Any type of conflict that we once may have had has now dissolved.
Me being “dead” and you being “alive” is such a fallacy. It is a fairytale that has been passed down through the ages as if we were children and have been spoon fed fanciful stories to amuse us and keep us quiet and obedient. There is but a wisp between your world and mine and we come and go freely between each, learning, always learning…even through our pain we are expanding and growing.
I feel more free here. You are still encased in the cumbersome body and consciousness that holds you fast to the world made “real” by your beliefs. Now, though, my thoughts have less resistance. Opposition isn’t given the strength here that it possesses there. It’s evident in the wars that your world has created by a group consciousness that brings them into play.
There is no war or hatred here.
Oh no, don’t feel sorry for me…
Grace is our hostess at dVerse and introduces us to writing from the perspective of the dead as put forth by the writer Marvin Bell: http://dversepoets.com/2014/11/04/poetics-the-book-of-dead-man/