Facedown in the Sand
My Name Is Aylan Kurdi
I cannot breathe water
There is no oxygen in the bubbles
There is no sunlight in sand
I am only three years old
These many 1, 2, 3
I cannot speak sign language
Only the dialect of the dead
I wanted to swim to Canada
Or even walk on water to get there
There is no escape
There is no freedom
I am not asleep
I journey on
Do not mourn a life
I never lived
I have been
Trapped in a corporal body
I long for my spiritual state
And create a new type of sovereignty
My joy will carry over
© 2015 LGjaffe
No one really dies.
There I said it.
No one really dies.
How can you kill an immortal?
There can be more than one.
Despite Highlander movies to the contrary.
In fact there are billions.
We are Spiritual Beings and we just do not die. They simply vacate a somewhat hostile body especially as it deteriorates. Bodies do not like beings. They like being bodies and are not inclined to be spiritual in the least. They are not harbingers of the soul. If anything they are the opposite. They are mortal and filled with pain. Bottom-line they are disposable, after a few years. But who is counting?
Bodies are designed to survive a certain number of years.
Beings are designed (Can you actually say that a being is designed?) forever and longer.
You see when it comes to an immortal spiritual being, time is just not really a factor. We just go on. The body hurts, we go on albeit a little less effective. The body dies, we still go on. It is a limitless equation.
The whole body thing can be pretty annoying. It is like having a pet that you just cannot get away from. You have to sleep it, walk it, feed it, etc. You get the idea? This is not the normal condition for a soul, although we have lived with it for quite some time. How this state of events came to be, I really am not at liberty to say. This is the plight of man. It is not a game of percentages one-half body and one-half soul. It is more like 99% soul and 1% body, if I happened to make a guess. Spiritual being are vast, while corporal state is rather limited.
We have lived before and will live again.
© 2015 LGjaffe