Given a choice I think I prefer an afterlife in which I’m utterly transformed by death, transubstantiated by biology. I think I’d like to be a part of the world from which my I sprung – part of the dark earth and the bright flowers; embodied by doodlebugs and mockingbirds; my life force driving up through the new trees, the bamboo and the vast expanses of grass. That, it seems to me, is a beautiful and noble afterlife.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 11:19:02 +0000
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