Lets expand this - How to die

[theme elohim]

Death is simply an extension of a mystic reverie,

A continuous remembrance

of the impermanence of our presence

yet inspiring us to live

even if

its only

to die

expand y'all

[antiklokwize]

theme

Death is simply an extension of a mystic reverie,

A continuous remembrance

of the impermanence of our presence

yet inspiring us to live

even if

its only

to die

and enter that sleep,

from which to neva awaken in physical form,

the heart beat refuses to kick in,

nonetheless earthly rhythm proceeds,

thru the words spoken by dif'rent creeds,

what's the value of one lost soul

in an overpopulated place.

[theme elohim]

Anti-clock

and enter that sleep,

from which to neva awaken in physical form,

the heart beat refuses to kick in,

nonetheless earthly rhythm proceeds,

thru the words spoken by dif'rent creeds,

what's the value of one lost soul

in an overpopulated place.

it is congested down here

but, there is definition of stride, I hear,

along heaven's unpolished corridors

so it should be easier to die,

to just slip on these sparkling corridors

of earthly unreality

and fall upwards

to land with a muffled thud

in the dark hemisphere of unsure, but apparently pure

divinity, infinity, dignity...

[theme elohim]

it is congested down here

but, there is definition of stride, I hear,

along heaven's unpolished corridors

so it should be easier to die,

to just slip on these sparkling passages

of earthly unreality

and fall upwards

to land with a muffled thud

in the dark hemisphere of unsure, but apparently pure

divinity, infinity, dignity...

[Enigma]

it is congested down here

but, there is definition of stride, I hear,

along heaven's unpolished corridors

so it should be easier to die,

to just slip on these sparkling passages

of earthly unreality

and fall upwards

to land with a muffled thud

in the dark hemisphere of unsure, but apparently pure

divinity, infinity, dignity...

Dignity in Grey Hairs or Naivety in Early Years

Evade Fears

Phobia Sheilds, Lay in the Greenest Fields

Roses From Loved Ones Kiss my Decomposing Carcass

Though I Pray in this trance to get more of the Latter (LIFE)

[trusoul]

it is congested down here

but, there is definition of stride, I hear,

along heaven's unpolished corridors

so it should be easier to die,

to just slip on these sparkling passages

of earthly unreality

and fall upwards

to land with a muffled thud

in the dark hemisphere of unsure, but apparently pure

divinity, infinity, dignity...

Dignity in Grey Hairs or Naivety in Early Years

Evade Fears

Phobia Sheilds, Lay in the Greenest Fields

Roses From Loved Ones Kiss my Decomposing Carcass

Though I Pray in this trance to get more of the Latter (LIFE)

And the latter known as life

has put me down here

to face the rotting truth of death-

neither good nor bad-

Gabriel , and his tollsome embrace,

there, overtook me-my flesh, my soul, my conscience

to leave me down here.

The remains of my conscience yearn,

wondering who is laid beside me...

in their final sleep.

[Beesting]

Inspiring thread I'm gonna drop smth later. Guys u doped. I give my props

[Beesting]

Ma conscience yearning

Yearning for knowledge of the other

A world where mortality has been placed to order

By Gods, angels, and great ancestral powers

Will I be welcomed with warm hands at the gates of Jerusalem?

Or will I be cursed away to burn in superstitious hell?

Sad as it is I don’t care where my soul will go

Cos even now no body knows where we’ll end

One thing I fear for

Is the conflict between my body and soul

Will the two exhibit a fair bye-bye gesture with no one taking blame at all?

Or will my earthly being take blame for not having shown devotion to the other life?

One thing I know is that

Even though I never seen the church doors opening,

I know God is the father of all earthly beings

And he wouldn’t had like me to obsess on death itself