I do not know why I am bring out all the funerals I have attended during my lifetime so often. It occurs to me lately without noticing any conscious affairs related to these memories. The best part of it is that I am talking to myself 'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust' frequently as if I knew what it mean.
I am also wondering what it would be like being dead. And is it a way of turning off the switch ? just like various scenes of a flat mode of vital signs in a movie.
I am preparing the moment of stepping down as a kind image training method, where nobody has had a recollection before and after time of presence. Otherwise I won't be able to escape from my virtual reality.
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