I’ve lived 80 years of life, have lived in many places,
many states and Europe and the Philippines.
I’ve had a reasonably full life with many adventures
and have no need for more earthly adventures.
I see death as the greatest adventure ever.
I see death as a shedding of earthly cares and
a temporary body with it’s vulnerabilities to
aging, disabilities and diseases that one is
rid of when newly born young and fresh
in the afterlife.
And I am in a position with no attachments,
so I can easily let go when death comes.
If I had a girlfriend or a wife, my heart would
break at even the thought of leaving her.
I would not want to let go unless we could
go together.
I’d fight to stay alive with every iota of my
being to stay with her and not leave her
behind while I ascended into what I see as
a greater, wonderous world.
But because I’m so accepting of dying,
and because I feel so incredibly good,
still working out, exercising daily,
as if I were nearly indestructible,
I’ll probably be here for many more years,
more than I want to be.
And as you can never say never, maybe
one day I’ll be blissfully anchored
to this world with a girlfriend or a wife
and unable to let go when death comes.
Or maybe like sometimes happens,
we’d go out together or each would
die within days of the other.
In the meantime, come Death
take me home to what I believe
is my true home.
And though I’m not a fundamentalist
Christian but a devout believer in Christ
in a non-churched mystical fashion,
maybe Jesus will meet me at the doorway
to death and take me to paradise.
Or maybe I’ll merge with the cosmos,
become post life enlightened and live
forever in the eternal bliss consciousness.
Whatever the outcome, I look forward to dying
though not in a suicidal sense.
Bob Boyd
