But when I'm asleep, I don't have lung cancer. I am whole and healthy and able and myself.dumudMarch 29 2015, 10:59:42 UTC
"To sleep, perchance to dream-ay, there’s the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause."
I'm going with the premise that your light was freed and you have full autonomy... never again a captive of flesh, bone, and skin
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"To sleep, perchance to dream-ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause."
I'm going with the premise that your light was freed and you have full autonomy... never again a captive of flesh, bone, and skin
Light, conscious of itself
Free
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