blazeofglory
02-18-2008, 10:37 PM
I have gone to the cremation ground a few days ago, and there were deadlier and dreading sights there. Rows of carcasses and hordes following or attending them. Another following were mourning. I was amidst. Suddenly I became reflective there.
This world seemed very temporal to me, and everything shrank into a sheer void and nothingness.
God? I do not know. Immortality and eternity? That too I do not know. I am not satisfied. I can not believe that I will be finished off the way people die and get cremated
There must remain something of me. Can I sathis is a soul that remains after this life? I do not know.
Yet I feel there is something that remains there which remains after life.
Maybe I am here for a time and indeed this is not the end of the journey and will proceed and of courseath is a short rest and after that the journey will go on eternally.
This world seemed very temporal to me, and everything shrank into a sheer void and nothingness.
God? I do not know. Immortality and eternity? That too I do not know. I am not satisfied. I can not believe that I will be finished off the way people die and get cremated
There must remain something of me. Can I sathis is a soul that remains after this life? I do not know.
Yet I feel there is something that remains there which remains after life.
Maybe I am here for a time and indeed this is not the end of the journey and will proceed and of courseath is a short rest and after that the journey will go on eternally.