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Oblivion ... maybe not.
Twice I've attended friends' wakes.
They're in tiny crematory boxes.
And I asked myself is that all there is?
Why should there be more?
Robin Williams made a poignant film about the afterlife.
I forget the title...
Was it something, something, or just something?
He committed suicide.
That was his choice...
I'm not of that mindset, yet.
Recently, a very attractive lady offered me a brand new car.
I declined.
A few years back I loaned 5 thousand dollars to a friend.
He divorced his wife and disappeared to parts unknown.
I would like to have the attractive lady.
But, that was not on the table.
I miss my dead friends.
My older sister saw her dead friends in the subway.
She committed suicide...
I wish she had chosen to live.
I don't know if there is an afterlife.
When my father died, I dreamed he was walking with mom in Boston Park.
They were wearing their Sunday best clothing.
There were tulips along the path.
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