How to die
The first thing to remember when dying is you have to have a body. If you ain’t got a body, good luck.
One of my ghost friends keeps trying to die, slitting his throat on numerous occasions and swallowing imaginary pills and everything, and I keep saying…dude. But he won’t listen to me. I keep telling him to go back to rattling chains and scaring the beejeesus out of people, but no, “I’m too old to live!” he moans and howls in his spectral fashion.
Sheesh.
But anyway, the way to die is to have a body. If you have one of those, you’re golden.
FYI,
LWIII
Ehhhm, ehhhm!? Eh? To die or not…. that’s the question. Do you have a body dear LWIII? You think that the body you wear right now is you?
Not claiming to understand anything in this multidimensional world, sheesh, even scientists aknowledge the theory of multiple dimesnions (Universes), I believe it was 11 to number they agree at this point… so what is there to understand for an idiot stuck in a body that looks like soneones old, chubby auntie (prolly course she’s soemoens chubby auntie, eh?).
Where was I? Loosing the thread all the time.
Tell that ghost buddy of yours to go in the light and he/she will kinda “die”. That’s the pill we should be seeking for.
xo
Hi Pirjo! Thanks for the comment. I get what you’re saying. It’s kind of part of my kooky post. Something of a corollary, since you need a body to die, that the soul never dies. Personally, I don’t believe in death. Only in change.
The ghost pal was poetic license, alas, if one can call lying poetic license. I’ve never seen a ghost in my life. But I’ve heard they do exist, so it wasn’t completely made up!