Death is Freedom
Wednesday Prompt: Tell me about what death means to you.

Hello again, dear Writers and Friends! Hope you are all doing well!
Today’s prompt from the Lovely Diana C. resonated a lot with me.
Why?
Just yesterday, I was walking by the seaside, the beautiful sun was setting behind a fit curtain of clouds.
It made me think about freedom, and it made me think about our dreams of Death — as an expression of this total freedom.
It made me write down the following poem:
“God created us free.
We are so free, that we are even allowed to dream about death,
in the attempt to break the boundaries of our ephemeral existence made of flesh.
We are free to dream of universes full of light and beauty,
Create them with our desire,
God made us so free, that even Death becomes a dream of universes full of
Absolute Freedom.”
Now, to learn about a very interesting experience about life after death, read the following post… you fill out some dazzling truth about existence you don’t even imagine.
I believe it is the answer to the question: where do we go after death.
Thank you for your time!






