One of the great advantages of death, is that things afterwards, take a new direction: The enjoyment of a second eternal life or return to the world to continue the earthly existence gave way to perfection through a chain of lives deaths and almost endless ... The spiritual and religious has nothing to do with science, but with strictly metaphysical Death!This has been one of the great themes of all time: The idea sort of accept nuestara eternal nothingness ...Do we need in times of death and no more times useless agony, anguish times, deaf and aberrant reasoning, of excessive sadness, where people feel miserable, vulgar, grotesque, common, and current ordianria?Knowing how much I suffer so much stronger and well prepared people unemployed in the world. In such futile protest against corrupt authorities in most countries that make up our globe. In many people with no future and hungry children opportunities. In many patients no remedy for them for lack of money, nothing is possible in this plane ...The hurt for much dishonesty that prevails and reigns everywhere. For much greed, deceit therefore, by so many lies, for so much falsehood and treachery.Many will be wishing for death to relieve their sufferings. Wishing for death and yet not wanting it. Fear it and quit. Verla come with great fear. Seeing her with disappointment, and stinging with unspeakable secret and she just noting that all fear him and do not want to see get his arrival in their lives miserable and insignificant ... Sure, many already do not sleep because they are afraid not to see her arrive. I'm sure many are the same thing is happening across the globe, with the faint hope of his futile and useless yearning salvation at any cost and at any price ... All of them, surely, looming sadness in his eyes, a sadness that he had not ever seen anywhere in the world, especially in those times of hundreds of thousands of light-dark nights, full of bright stars which mattered little time of death, the barren times , times of desolation, desertic times that could crush everything. It was the time of Amado Nervo: "Very near sundown I bless my life, gave me poque nunc or false hope, no jobs unjust or undeserved punishment, because I see the end of my crude way that I was the architect of my own destiny, that if I extracted the honey or the gall of things, was because they put gall or honey tasty: When planting roses always harvested roses ... True, my blossoms will follow the winter: But thou not me May said it was eternal! certainly Halle lasrgas nights of my pains, but not promised me so only good nights, and instead had some saintly serene ... I loved, I was loved, the sun caressed my face. Vida, I shall you! Vida, we are alone!
In modern times, little has served science has discovered that the physical universe is actually composed of matter: Its basic component is an essence that could be called Energy. Everything seems solid, so what typically perceived by our physical senses. But, at levels deeper, fine, matter is composed of thousands of smaller and smaller particles and eventually enrgia eventually become pure. Physically, we are all energy and everything around us is made up of energetic forces. All constitute a large energy field: all are one in a literal, physical sense. What about all that?Do they suffer?
Are suffering physical and bodily, that is very obvious and even if it happens. But the spirit, which is pure energy fine, subtle and light-matter and the body are energy dense and compact - roam the roads? Intangible pain, joy, love, death, despair, guilt, condemnation, hatred, jealousy, envy, joy of life, sadness for leaving? Is the spirit suffers all that, or, only while remaining bound cell by cell in the body? Are you suffering because when the end retrace their paths detachment? Or why QE calls for a little more time for more sips of the tasty life, no matter who has more and more sadness?We are the species that has dominated almost the whole planet, we have even had the luxury of endangering the existence and transcendence itself. We have gone through other extinct species and many and that is why, perhaps, we live so completely sad and abuse committed all remains in the depths of our unconscious, because everything we've done, we are returning " with the rod that MIDES, will be measured. "Does anyone justify the existence and physical order that makes it possible? Is there ANYONE can build the universe in which we operate and to install an energy within us that allows us to live with our neighbors?No one so far has given satisfactory answer to these simple questions, it is given only to continue waiting and thinking. No answer given is demonstrable: We lived in an eternal chatter however, the atom fission, space travel, walk on the moon, as a species we have partners. We have never seen our reality with eyes other than our own. Contact with other intelligent civilizations, has prevented us from filing a corrective or amending real conversation. Perhaps the secret of this mystery in the night, for the starry vault, raises the existential separation of our field in a binomial: The earth as we know it, alter and trastornamos every day - after all there is no one to millions of light years prevents us - and the elusive celestial, mysterious, full of surprises: Home of the gods, planting times, of transhumance, the flood tide of the lunations, bleeding of women, children nine moons, summer, winter, signals that mark the times and lead us to eternal nothingness.Is what was inside of us, where is it? Where has he gone?Where else can you be but in heaven! Traveling Wherever expect a real conversation breaking his lengthy monologue ...There we are all hoping and wishing not without malice, death, because we live to die, knowing that sooner or later we will crush parka, because we know more about life than death. These are times of dark nights, nights dense, pale, opaque, without oxygen, as dead water, puddle, without reflection blue moon, thick water still, where no one learns anything, nothing and no one is at peace or yourself ... how grievous, how sad! ... so we ...
In modern times, little has served science has discovered that the physical universe is actually composed of matter: Its basic component is an essence that could be called Energy. Everything seems solid, so what typically perceived by our physical senses. But, at levels deeper, fine, matter is composed of thousands of smaller and smaller particles and eventually enrgia eventually become pure. Physically, we are all energy and everything around us is made up of energetic forces. All constitute a large energy field: all are one in a literal, physical sense. What about all that?Do they suffer?
Are suffering physical and bodily, that is very obvious and even if it happens. But the spirit, which is pure energy fine, subtle and light-matter and the body are energy dense and compact - roam the roads? Intangible pain, joy, love, death, despair, guilt, condemnation, hatred, jealousy, envy, joy of life, sadness for leaving? Is the spirit suffers all that, or, only while remaining bound cell by cell in the body? Are you suffering because when the end retrace their paths detachment? Or why QE calls for a little more time for more sips of the tasty life, no matter who has more and more sadness?We are the species that has dominated almost the whole planet, we have even had the luxury of endangering the existence and transcendence itself. We have gone through other extinct species and many and that is why, perhaps, we live so completely sad and abuse committed all remains in the depths of our unconscious, because everything we've done, we are returning " with the rod that MIDES, will be measured. "Does anyone justify the existence and physical order that makes it possible? Is there ANYONE can build the universe in which we operate and to install an energy within us that allows us to live with our neighbors?No one so far has given satisfactory answer to these simple questions, it is given only to continue waiting and thinking. No answer given is demonstrable: We lived in an eternal chatter however, the atom fission, space travel, walk on the moon, as a species we have partners. We have never seen our reality with eyes other than our own. Contact with other intelligent civilizations, has prevented us from filing a corrective or amending real conversation. Perhaps the secret of this mystery in the night, for the starry vault, raises the existential separation of our field in a binomial: The earth as we know it, alter and trastornamos every day - after all there is no one to millions of light years prevents us - and the elusive celestial, mysterious, full of surprises: Home of the gods, planting times, of transhumance, the flood tide of the lunations, bleeding of women, children nine moons, summer, winter, signals that mark the times and lead us to eternal nothingness.Is what was inside of us, where is it? Where has he gone?Where else can you be but in heaven! Traveling Wherever expect a real conversation breaking his lengthy monologue ...There we are all hoping and wishing not without malice, death, because we live to die, knowing that sooner or later we will crush parka, because we know more about life than death. These are times of dark nights, nights dense, pale, opaque, without oxygen, as dead water, puddle, without reflection blue moon, thick water still, where no one learns anything, nothing and no one is at peace or yourself ... how grievous, how sad! ... so we ...
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