The Eternal Trip Home

If there is nothing beyond this life, if all that exists is here and now, then what we have experienced in this moment of time is nothing more than a temporary dream, shadows and fog that will not be remembered. It will be as the shooting star, bright for a moment, but in the end, useless and forgotten. But if, as I suspect, this is the preamble to another life entirely- then my God, what sights we shall ultimately see! The whispers are everywhere, hints at things to come, things never seen nor imagined by human eyes- light brighter than any ever glimpsed here, reunions of spirits, places at the stone table, a roaring fire in the fireplace, good conversation lasting not for hours, but centuries. Things that seemed so difficult and trying are now the topic of almost fond rememberances, everyone almost talking over each other because there is so much to say, and no constraints of the enemy of Time. Knowing all this is before us, shall we still cling to this life in the end?