A Letter From the Other Side

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Dear you,

                   I don't know you but I do know this letter will find its way to you. If you are reading this then I'm already gone. Sad? definitely not.

If you're expecting some excerpt from the other side then this is not for you. I can assure you I'm in oblivion about all of this. I do not know what to see or face. The other side is a dark abyss of nothingness. Maybe it is another life, I can't tell. I haven't met anyone returning from the other side but I've heard stories. Stories of old, stories untold. I've read books and manuscripts.

So I look back to my years. The world I lived in. It was as though I lived in two worlds in which I have to wake up to a new challenge, play by the rules, and meet the expectations of other people. Where I worry about getting old and dying before I figure out what to do here. Even now at my point of demise I still don't know what to do.

I always look up to the moon and the sun. You can see the sun change to moonlight on the other side of that otherworldly realm. What does it all mean, I often wonder. The eternal magic never ends. It's a nice, fresh, and cloudy trip into the unknown.
Even though it's possible that I should rebuild the bridge that used to connect the two sides of that that world I lived in. I can never make that happen, not now, not ever. Going to the other side without a bridge to bring me back to a vessel to occupy when I go. This is a one way trip and it is one I dread the most.

I have no plans to return but I wish I could tell you all about the other side. Prepare any way you can and anyhow you believe it's right. Follow your instincts, teaching, believe and religion maybe. But I don't want to return when I go. I have done my time here. I don't want to because I don't have the energy to make myself better, so I don't want to.

In the middle of it all, I feel at peace knowing what I have known and leading a life up to this moment.

Get out there and live your life.