Imagine to Remember

The end is near. As it has always been. Every birth carries the promise of death. The age of the earth is a mystery. The men of science and the men of religion can debate amongst themselves till the end of time. Because really that is the only truth, the end. The time that elapses between death and life will seem to you only a twinkling of an eye. When you stand on the edge of the eternal looking over the great expanse only then will you understand. Our lives are but a twinkling, but in this flash is everything; contract, expand, inhale, exhale, all frequencies whether small or large, fast or slow, vibrating in a cosmic symphony.