The Things They Carried

How is it that I should be able to appreciate life when I have not died? This is the importance of an afterlife: there must be one somehow. But it's like the war stories. They do not focus on death, they focus on life. And truth may or may not have happened.

The seeming is a thick mist that is ingrained in all of us. It sings things that we cannot hear. It is the light through the filter, the before-the-eyes that is ourselves. We are alive. Even if we can't tell.