What happens when we die?

Do we pass our souls on from the mortal realm? 

Or do we disintegrate into nothing but dust?

Are our minds that which we once held preciously, lifted into the heavens? 

Or do they burn in the fire below?

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Is everything we stood for meaningless? 

What purpose do we have if we are not to remember it in the afterlife?

From the sins, to the pleasures, to even facing the dark realities of it all. 

Are we or are we not meant to be sure of what happens to us in the future?

These are the questions we must ask ourselves...

 Before we meet our inevitable ends...

It doesn’t matter whether you’re happy with what you have, or if you’re dark and depressive towards your inner mortality.

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Death is a beauty.

Death is a fear.

Death is what we believe can be avoided in due time… or can it?

Will we have an answer for everything?

 Or will we all continue to fight until no end…?

A person may live to even one-hundred and twelve, or even better, live to be a thousand.

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It is a tug at the heartstrings, but in the end, we all will join our loved ones again.

Spiritual, realism, or a division between both,

There is a place that everyone goes to...

All that matters is what happens next….

All that matters… is all up to you.

~Mr. Toontastic