never forget.

it is not uncommon for people to wonder about what happens to us when our earthly bodies expire. in fact, i must say that i am pretty much into this business of wondering about what comes after death. without a doubt, death is certain. but whatever comes after death is vague and uncertain. what will become of the memories that we fight so hard to keep? what then, of the experiences that made us who we were before we died?

do they go with us to heaven or to hell? or do our memories, along with our beings, scatter like dust into the wind? no ones knows the answers to these questions. if God is real, as i believe him to be, then i guess he would know. but what then, is the fun in that? shouldn't man be granted the knowledge of what awaits us after death?

if the afterlife is known(not by means of religion but conclusive physical evidence) to be that of endless suffering if one has lived a life of sin, it should surely spur us to live lives that are holy and true? and if heaven truly is the ultimate destination, then surely we would all want to work our way in? consequences influence choices, do they not? why then, should the Creator not reveal the truths that lie behind the veil of death?

sometimes, i wish i knew the answers. but it is only wishful thinking, because His thoughts are not my thoughts and His ways are not my ways. perhaps, man is unworthy to be shown the truth. that is what i'd like to think, for now at least.

i don't know what to remember these days.
faces, names and places.
they start to blur all the same.
will i carry all these to my grave?

reality, ideality?
how can i distinguish between the two,
when one cannot exist without the other?
just leave me my memories.

so that i will remember who i once was.
the glory, the pride, the disappointment, the shame.
everything.
let them not fade away.

never forget.