Everyone, as I've said before, knows they are not going to live forever. It is just no one is going to die, now. Then too, I at one time thought summers were forever, and I was shocked to find that my mother said I had to go back to school. Seems like time gets us in the end.
I say that because no one wants to leave the life we know any more than we got a kick out of being born. But there came a time when we are born again, that is, everyone is. The flesh as it slowly became evident, there was good no doubt about that.
But after a good spell on the jolly roll seemed to flatten out. Then life pointed in the other direction until there was no way out. No matter how long we live it gets lonely out there alone, without anyone to echo our memories. What great fun is it to struggle to their 100s if that is when one dies? Not much future into continuing to grow old.
I think life in the fading flesh is like an embryonic experience. Then we are born into the spirit, a spirit that we believed in. The spirit is very difficult for many to get a grip on, since there is no time to be born, like now.
