Sometimes the days blur into

Sometimes the days blur into
one another without the
help of influence or social
science - Time is not the
Linear Thread we pretend it to
be - we are not at it's mercy
or anything as dramatic as all
that - it's just a space that
we exist in, and travel in,
and experience all the universe
has to offer… Death is
another doorway we pass through
like birth, only Motherless on
this side perhaps, and I
believe that you meet your
mother on the other side unless
you have to wait for her, in
which case a child who dies
before their mother is such
an immense human tragedy
- I hope all those family,
friends, and others we've
lost meet us there in
the next sphere.