Real talk for a second guys. I grew up really religious. Now not so much. But that doesn't mean I believe that life, at the end of the day when we finally shuffle off this mortal coil, is all we have left. I have this feeling, call it blind faith or stupidity or conditioning, but I just see the brutality and poetry of mother nature and I can't believe that this is all we have left, that this life is all that remains.
These thoughts crop up more and more in my head the more I play with my son. I don't think there's a heaven or afterlife or place where we all frolic and play after the toils of this life are over and done with, but I just want to believe that there's something.
So when I read this dude's theory about the 'afterlife' that's been blowing up on Facebook, I have to admit I started getting goosebumps.
Granted, he was probably tripping on DMT when he wrote this and I'm an overly sensitive guy.
I however, want to believe. I just wish I got to keep my memory in tact. Imagine how awesome it would be for a baby to come out of the womb and start talking? Crazy.