There is a future for everything

There is a future in the present? 

I often wonder what it would be like when I am in the spirit. In the flesh I am always changing, and my photo is always getting old from the last click of the shutter. 

But that is the flesh, but what is the spirit like? Will I recognize my father while at the same time will his father recognize him? It may be a non-question. But if not, then I think my father will look like his father's memory of his son. In the same instant I will see my father with my memory of my father. Have I untangled the parallel memories? 

But more intriguing is the similarity of the rehearsal that takes place very time it grows dark. I go to sleep and have no idea what time it is when I wake up. I have to look at the clock. 

It is like a rehearsal where I die in the flesh each night. Perchance I dream if I remember it. The dream is always more real during the dream than was when I recall it awake. I suspect this occurs for a reason, if I could only know it more fully.

But it is definitely a fuzzy hint of the future, it seems to me. It convinces me there is a future beyond, as it has been suggested by some, than just being rolled over in the ditch when the changes of this world are through with us.