Authored: January 19, 2023

“Will I see you again?” you asked, the final question that a human would ever ask.

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Those final moments, before eyes close forever
The physical form ended
Leave it all behind
Ascension has commenced
Only the Stars witness
Souls leaving the atmosphere to move beyond.

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A crimson portal, amber and orange hues
Not a black hole
Not even a wormhole
Something else entirely
A transmitter to an event horizon.

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You can think
“I can see,” your words are thoughts
Echoes that repel and rebound
You watch.
Worlds end, Stars collapse
Planets form; Stars condensed.

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There will be no more pain
No more war
No more disease
No more struggle.

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The Portal ends
And you are falling back into atmosphere
Back into a building
Such radiance and then warm darkness
A womb.

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Rebirth, reincarnation.

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“Yes, you will see me again,” I answered.