the part of myself i am most familiar with is my flesh. i experience life via this information transmitting machine. when it dies, all my experiences die with it. the part of myself i'm most unfamiliar with, my soul or spirit, or life force - what ever you want to call it, is all that will live after my body has died. what happens to that soul, my soul? i don't know. i do have hopes for it though. i hope that my soul/spirit is rejoined to god - what ever god is.the longing , the emptiness, the yearning my body feels fro this god-being is constant. it's what drives me to wanting to experience ecstasy of the flesh. i think because on some level, i know that's what being re-united with god feels like, like bliss, like an orgasm that never ends. if nothing like that happens, that's ok, too. all my speculation and imagination don't mean shit in the end, as i will be dead and gone and will probably have no recollections of ever being baffled by the big conundrum of life after death, and hell! do souls even exist?
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