As time is short, please forgive me If I dare to much. in seeking a good end.
Death is not a place or a thing. Yet it has one small continuous contribution in every life.
Death is but the space between the words we write.
Death is in each breath. and between each tick of the clock.
Death is not a punctuation mark. It places no emphasis
Death says nothing, death has nothing to say.
Death is the pause. Inhale, pause, exhale.
Death in each heart beat pause beat.
Death arises in between each moment pause moment
without the pause there could be no next moment, only a static same moment forever.
Without the next moment there could be no development
In killing the moment it creates space in time for the next moment.
Can you see this?
If my foot fall did not die I could not walk or make progress of any kind.
This holds true for both our material bodies and our spiritual bodies.
They both progress though countless deaths to achieve the fullness of life.
We need no explanation as the why out physical bodies are here. They are a part of the vastness of nature.
But we are here in spirit as well.
In the eternal and everlasting by definition there can be no time, no death.
No progress.
So how then are our souls to ever grow?
And so the great wheel of life begins her spin into differentiation.
That which is unchanging (law) has no physical form.
Yet it regulates the changeable.
To what end?
I certainly do not know the mind of God.":O}
But If I was in charge of the unchangeable and wanted to see beautiful souls I created grow beyond what I had created, I might try sending them into time and changes in time,space, to allow what has no form to grow.
I might put a pause in between the tick and the tock to create choice in each and every second. I might create death to enable life in each and every moment.
Yet every thing on this plane of existence wares out.exhausts it's potential.
falls prey to it's own mortality.
Mortality pause mortality.
Until each of my beautiful shining souls
achieves it's proper place in eternity
Which would be
Mortality pause immortality.
How sure of any this am I?
Very sure.
incarnation is the vehicle of the souls growth.
We could never have grown an inch in heaven.
Heaven is eternal and unchanging, no progress or regression is possible.
Heaven is indeed perfect. Once perfection is achieved there is nothing left to do!!
But what if I wished to bring more less exalted souls into heaven and to elevate them?
Then I must give what is spiritual a form that the spiritual can gain expression in.
Bodies created choice, choice creates love, freedom and progress.
Bodies wear out. Body death body pause body.death eternity.
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And Death Shall Have No Dominion
by Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion. Dead men naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have stars at elbow and foot; Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. Under the windings of the sea They lying long shall not die windily; Twisting on racks when sinews give way, Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; Faith in their hands shall snap in two, And the unicorn evils run them through; Split all ends up they shan't crack; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. No more may gulls cry at their ears Or waves break loud on the seashores; Where blew a flower may a flower no more Lift its head to the blows of the rain; Though they be mad and dead as nails, Heads of the characters hammer through daisies; Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, And death shall have no dominion.
