when we go...

O.k, I know i've been writing a lot about God, or whatever you want to call that entity, but these are the types of thoughts that I have all the time. I suppose you could wait your whole life, and find out when its over, what the truth is: either God or no God. But maybe dying doesn't imply you'll come to know of God; possibly you'll die, and not know of "him" even though he is in existence. So even in death one will not be guaranteed to know of God's existence. It is obviously quite possible that when one dies, that one simply vanishes; or simply that one's consciousness vanishes from being aware of itself. The material body quite clearly remains, but slowly "evaporates" and "melts" away into the abyss, becoming part of everything else. Perhaps as it has been said, that this "becoming part of everything else", is where we should find peace and meaning. It is quite beautiful, that no matter what one believes, ones body, or the energy that was one's, stays part of the universe, for as long as the universe will exist. To think that I am possibly comprised of a million parts of other past beings, either plant, animal, human, mineral, star, etc, etc, is a worthy thought. There is truth in this thought.

you: a simple glass of water
how funny that you have come from so far;
been all around the world and
seen ages come and go;
you've been part of a million different rivers and lakes;
part of the vast oceans,
nourished the many lands,
and the creatures of the world.
you have soared the skies,
crept below the rocks
and roared over down waterfalls;
but from afar
parts of you
all coming together now
in my glass.
so many stories whispered
in your clear elixir,,,
now you are me