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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448314" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Being Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They came to her to tell her that she was dead-<br>passed away in her sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, ' she retorted, this must be a dream</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and cannot be so-<br>I'm not dead-perhaps still asleep.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'No', they said, 'dead and nothing to be done; <br>acceptance not denial is what is requiews here.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She felt her arms and said 'See I am alive, still here.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Illusion.' they said The dead always try to keep the illusion of life<br>because that is all they know</div><div style="margin:10px 0">life is gone from you now, the book is closed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'This is absurd; ' she said 'let me out of here.<br>I am alive, not dead and gone'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'There is nothing to stop you leaving they said, ' he said 'you can always leave life you understand is but a tree with death as it final branch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She got up and walked to what looked like a door paused opening it gingerly blinded by a briight white, so she shut it again turning to face again to her interlocutors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What is going on where am I? ' she said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They ignored her whispering among themselves finally facing her, one of them saying; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We can give special dispensation and perhaps...'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She interrupted him, 'Special dispensation, what is that? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well' he said 'you can go, leave here if you like, but only for three days and if…'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If, if what.' she said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'in those two days you can walk among the living but they will not be able to see or hear you<br>and if you can some how communicate with them, <br>make your self feel alive to them<br>and they want you to come back, <br>then you can perhaps go back, go back among the living, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That will be permanent until you die again, <br>understanding, of course, that in time<br>we all die.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Convince them? How can I do that if they cannot hear or see me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well you can go among them, ' one of them explained <br>'and even though they will not be able to hear or see you, <br>your spirit will be present and that will be the trigger among them<br>signaling their desire for your return, <br>then that might make your return possible.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Not see or hear me, ' she said 'but how then will I be able to convince them I am alive? This makes no sense.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh yes it does. You have to get them to conjure you in their memory, wish you were still alive, remember you fondly, <br>wish you were still with them after all this time.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'All this time? ', she said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>How long have I been dead? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well now they said 'it has been over five years now.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Five years! ' she said incredulously.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yes five years.' he said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I know people forget, even loved ones can forget<br>you after five years, and they go on with their lives.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yes, our point exactly, ' he said, 'then you are not only dead but not remembered, and being not remembered is true death'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you want to go, go back<br>understanding that if you fail, <br>your death will then be death true final test? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She paused thinking how hurtful it would be<br>if she could not get anyone to conjure her memory..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What happens' she said 'if I succeed and some one remembers me and wants me back? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'That is the point someone can remember you yourself may not want to come back. That part is important.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And, ' he said 'you may not want to go back. If you do go back there might be loved ones who have moved on with their lives.'<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What about my husband, has he moved on? ' she said? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They did not answer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We can tell you nothing. These things you will have to find out for yourself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some, ' he said 'find out and want to come back here. Each is different-take your time.<br>She stood thinking about what to do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be continued</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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But, ' she retorted, this must be a dream

and cannot be so-
I'm not dead-perhaps still asleep.'

'No', they said, 'dead and nothing to be done; 
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