So, I agreed with her. If, after death we are met with another life, on that side of reality, we shall meet at the top of the next world, and shall embrace each other as we embraced earlier in the happiest hours of our earthly existence.
It is not right to think that we devised this immediately, with haste. I had decided long ago that it would be better to make it so that there, beyond the horizon, we would be together. I checked and counted all the variants. I read esoteric and occult literature. Not one volume provided me with any answers to my questions. I thought. I was in the desperation before the inevitability of death, and thought, and thought, and thought. . .
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