Life after death

The beauty of the orgasm,
of the ecstacy lies in the feeling of waitlessness,
in the mystery of the world between the real and the unreal,
between the concious and the unconcious.

When the world no longer makes sense,
life or death makes no difference
'cause the concious have given up and the unconcious is takin over.
It is at this point, standing on the edge,
the edge of a tall unknown building...
a momentary lapse of reason....and death.

But then the person dying knows not,
if he's dead or alive.

Many such deaths have come and gone by
and life look more beautiful the next day.
The sun still rises, but i see it in a newer glory.
The birds i never heard, sing a symphony just for me.
People around me suddenly start glowing,
i see them not as the physical but as a bundle of ever flowing thoughts.

So then i realize that u can view ur life in 2 ways...
either live ur life as the life after u are dead....
or live it as the life after u escaped death....

And u'll realize that death, as we percieve it doesn't exist.