What it must be like to die, and perhaps crossover into heaven or hell.

Tinker

Oh the pitch black sleep squeezing out the last glimpse of light as the silences cover over my ears on my body that will never move again. I am trying to understand myself dying in the finial shocking moment of my life, because I just can't seem to really imagin myself dead like that.

I love this life and all of the moment that I live touching and feeling to enjoying what we can. I can't hardly tolerate being sick for heaven sakes, much less seeing myself really dead. But I will be dead too one day, just like everyone else.

I also seem to think that dying will be the easiest part of my life however because it is in the living when and where we feel all of the bad, or pain. I only hope that I don't suffer and simply go to sleep forever, and will not be unable to feel anything again.

Hamlet:
"To sleep, perchance to dream-
ay, there's the rub."

Hamlet (III, i, 65-68)

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Then will my immortal soul’s takeover to start moving me where I might travel next, crossing over the river from life to death, to beyond where my imagination can’t imagine now. I truly don’t want to go into hell because I have already had enough of that here on earth. No! If I can’t go where it is quiet and peaceful free from toil, poverty, and sin, I just as soon stay asleep to keep feeling nothing at all. And if I never remember another single thing that will be better than suffering from pain that I can’t get any relief from. The words of the living seem to be the only thing that stay alive after our death because I can’t hear the voices of the dead before otherwise.
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;

Ode to a Nightingale:
by John Keats

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The living seem to speak a lot about the sadness and gladness of what we feel as people experience the emotions of your heart and mind. I have yet to hear from a voice who has already crossed over, telling me all about being still alive as a spirit. And of course I will not know until I am dead too.

But will that be too late?
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King James Bible
For who is there of all flesh, that hath heard the voice of the living God speaking out of the midst of the fire, as we have, and lived?

King James Bible
Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth my word, and believeth on him that sent me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.

Jesus said to them, "Those who belong to this age marry and are given in marriage; but those who are considered worthy of a place in that age and in the resurrection from the dead neither marry nor are given in marriage. Indeed they cannot die anymore, because they are like angels and are children of God, being children of the resurrection. (NRSV, Luke 20:34-37)
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Was Jesus a cool guy or what, he always seem to help me feel better even when I am talking about being dead, and what that might be like.

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The apostle Paul makes the analogy that our earthly bodies are like seeds that die and fall to the ground, then sprout into new, glorious forms of life (1 Corinthians 15:35-44). It is only an analogy, however. The Bible uses vague and poetic language to describe heaven, hell and eternal life. Perhaps the reason we know so few details about eternal life is that, as with other spiritual matters, the reality of it is simply beyond our human ability to comprehend. As Paul wrote,

Now we see things imperfectly as in a poor mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God knows me now. (NLT, 1 Corinthians 13:12)

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If our population can speak so poetically about the living and life what will our spirits be capable of doing when we speak to each other after death, from somewhere in heaven.

Maybe that is it then that our after life has so much there in a place free from death that the elation in the spirit of their souls who have already crossed over simply have no feelings to speak of earth and death again.

Because they are the ones who know the answers now and in a very short while will be telling us all about that again, and can't possibility have anything to say now.

That the language of those lucky souls who are now up in heaven are the spirit from the divine attitude of Jesus Christ, who spoke to us befor our own death. The enternal wonder of God amazing grace is beside them and that has simply overwhelm the reason for them to go back within the blink of a eye in time.

That God did promised to save them and us from our sins on earth, and because our loved ones that we knew and know are indeed saved forever, and are only waiting to meet us again there beside heavens camp fire, in the glory of God divine spirit together.

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