Mountains of my life: Forever Soldier

Feeling Dead

I have come back from the grave, turned back the hands of time. What do we really feel when we die? With this portion of my blog, I would like to relate something. There are times that I feel I want to die. No, not suicide. I only tend to ask myself or the spirit who may have listened to me, or the Spirit of God - for sure He is listening - of what would I feel if I were dead. This feeling of wanting to be dead occurs to me once in a while. It's like this: I'm hovering over, like a spirit, or a ghost, and I'm watching over the people I love, the people I know, the environment that I used to be. What would I have done? It's a tingling feeling inside. I feel like to go there and see what would I really do if I were dead and I was watching us, you? Do you feel it too?

This feeling, this idea that I'm writing, also came to mind when I scanned my unopened emails here in WDC.
Halloween is just around the corner. What if I'm dead and I'm visiting you? You who're reading this, watch out. Remember Drakula. Hahaha!!!