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Oct 2014
Human death is the metamorphosis*
Our bodies are born on earth
We take our first breaths
And our first steps
Here on earth

But our souls
To them
Birth and death do not exist
Purity and the ultimate truth are all that do

As our physical bodies belong here on earth
Our souls belong to another medium of existence
This realm I speak of is limitless and undefined
It consumes matter

We experience human life temporarily to expand our auric embodiment
Death and rebirth weave to sustain continuity
For continuity is vital to both realms

Human death is the metamorphosis
The transition between this realm and the other

Do not conclude your conscious mind can decide when to enter
Only the universe herself knows when it is time

Euphoria will gracefully arise and settle gently yet strong
No more questions will remain
The answers will be embedded in you
Not in the mind

To be afraid of an all encompassing metamorphosis is to be fooled
This is truth
Allow it to dissolve into you
Michelle Paret
Written by
Michelle Paret  Virginia Beach
(Virginia Beach)   
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   Harley Hucof, Erenn and AFJ
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