Louve00
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That was my latest read and it was not only enlightening, but, in a way releiving and kind of tied all the pieces of the afterlife together for me. Not afterlife of reincarnation, although that could have been a part of it for some. But the feelings, the lack of accountability to anything or anyone one but a Divine being. Or, as some would say "the source". It is a true story about a woman with enough money to leave her chiropractic service in Manhattan and move to a secluded house on Long Island because the hussle and bussle of the rat race was leaving much to be desired. And she also wanted to try her hand at her passion of writing and possibly painting. As she lived there she got news of her brothers death and grieving the sad death of her brother, who was always in trouble, always into something shady, and died homeless in Miami. During her profound grief, he comes to her, and tells her not to worry abouy him as he explains the wonderful experiences he was experiencing in the afterlife as he tried to make sense of it all and the trangressions of "moving up higher". If anything (if it is true and it's supposed to be a true story), it takes the fear of death away and the way we will spend our eternity, which is quite exciting, actually. I read it in a day and after my daughter and husband read it, I want to read it again. Just in case I didn't catch a thought the first time around. Has anyone heard of it, or read it, or heard/read about the afterlife (without skepticism and sarcasm, but simply another belief of what might happen to one after they die)?
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For the great majority of mankind are satisfied with appearance, as though they were realities and are often more influenced by the things that seem than by those that are. - Niccolo Machiavelli
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