Life, What Is It But A Dream?

[poliphilo]

My daughter woke up one morning laughing her head off because she'd remembered that life on earth is just one big game of let's pretend.

I've never had a revelation quite like that, but I've had dreams in which I could fly, or in which I returned to the old homestead and knew- just knew- that this was the true reality.

We are spirits- and we pass into incarnation on a regular basis to pursue our education- or maybe just for fun. The self is a suit of clothes.

I was reading an article in a newspaper yesterday which deplored the fact that we go through life hardly ever thinking about death. We? Who exactly is this "we"? I think about death all the time.

Comments

I wanted to find Stan Freberg's parody of this...

[jorrocks-j.livejournal.com]

...but I couldn't find it.

The original's still good, though:

Re: I wanted to find Stan Freberg's parody of this...

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I'd have thought that was beyond parody...