afterlifeWhat happens when we die? Does it all just fade to nothingness, or does it echo around your head, your last moment, as precious seconds of life seep from your open wounds? Or maybe it all just stops, like the flatlining of a heart monitor. Is there a blinding flash of light or just darkness forever, like a cloudy december night?Is it cold in eternity?Should I pack a jumper?
HoppipollaI am in an airport. I am walking through a corridor with doors at the end, double doors. I wheel my brown suitcase behind me, people walking all around me in the same direction, going through the doors. Burning light comes through the cracks between the doors, breaking through when people push the doors open. I keep my eyes fixed on them. I cannot move them, not for the chance that I might see you before you see me. My converse-clad feet move me toward the door, almost in slow motion, seamlessly putting one foot in front of the other. The light gets brighter as I approach the doors; I look either side of me and people seem to be encouraging me through. Brighter and brighter; I reach for the door and push it open. The light is blinding but I get used to it quickly, bringing a gloved hand up to my brow to shadow my eyes.And there you are.You stand there, hair longer than mine, jumper, jeans, converse. Smiling, smiling. You look across from the arrivals board and see me. Your brown eyes
readyIn the beginning, there was nothing. Hard to imagine that, isnt it? Nothing. Not a single bean. Just darkness and more darkness. Its hard to image that out of that came a rock that on which, through some medium or other, life was created. Beautiful, individual, creative, creative, intelligent life. A race so capable of love and hate in equal measure, of compassion and loathing, of music and art so diverse and impressive. Out of rocks and nothing came awkward glances across rooms and blushes and moments remembered by one person for the rest of their life. Out of stones and matter came unexpected tenderness. We are a race so far advanced beyond our years and yet we are only taking baby steps. We have so much more to look forward to. We have laughter at 2am shared across an ocean, but we can look forward to laughter at 2am shared within touching distance. We have everything we could ask for but we can look forward to the things we didnt even think to ask for. We have thi