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What Could Be Good | All You Have to Do is Dream

When I was younger, and I was experiencing something I found difficult to put into words, or I didn’t think I could get someone to believe something outlandish that I had just experienced, I used to say to myself “It’s okay, when we’re all dead and become angels, they’ll know everything and they can see what I meant / what actually happened.”

I thought tonight about a way in which someone could do something similar and it could lead to them becoming insecure and detached.

If you consider human death as a sort of mid-point, with waking life on one side and the afterlife on the other, then further consider Your Whole Life as what you’d define as those two halves together.

In theory, then, if you were dissatisfied with the way something was turning out in real life, you could just say to yourself, “It’s cool. I feel like this is meant to be, even if it’s not happening for me now, so when I get to my afterlife, we’ll see what happens. Maybe it’s better there, or more likely,” or any number of different excuses.

I honestly think some people could live like this. Now I don’t mean drinking and doing drugs and screwing everyone to “live it up while you’re here.” I’m not saying to portion it out that way. More accurately, what if someone said, “I didn’t get to be a mechanic this time around, but hey, once I’m dead I can be a mechanic on the other side, so it works out! I can’t feel bad completely if I’ll eventually get my way!”

There’s a reason this place exists, though. This is the realm for experience. It may not be the only game in town but it’s the only game like it!

People always say “You only live once,” and I immediately say in my mind afterwards, “and even if you don’t,” since some people believe that, “there’s no sense in wasting this one just because you can.”

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