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three (or so) are we

there are three universes one inside of the other in all directions each to each on and on

perhaps many more . . . arranged similarly

in one there is no after life and spirit is the mysterious energy shared among living beings

the dead exist only as born memory holy enough in fact for those who pay attention

in another spirits live on as above, of course

but also for each life lived forever and forever

and all living, dead, and soon to be share one awareness

but only those who are currently dead are fully aware and know truth perfectly

revealing smatterings of love and light to those who pray and reach up to them with love sadness and joy

in the other the spirits of those who are deceased also continue forever but are gifted with knowledge of what is true and what is false only in similar proportion as the living

at first at least

death being a mighty lesson which moves some forward considerably, some just a bit some back

and some not at all

and all deceased, moving and forever being spirits must strive without known substance to learn and see and love

even as we poor living beings do with knowable substance in desire haste blindness dance and joy

blessed be

from 2012 — Bill Eberle

Jan 7, 2013, amended Jan. 11, 2013     © 2013, Bill Eberle