I’ve written it here on multiple occasion: that this ‘vehicle’ is just that, a vehicle we exit when we are done with it on the realm of existence.
Some have said I seen callous about how I’m dealing with the lose of my mother. No. Not a bit, she’s still out there, and the vehicle she left behind needs dealt with, as well as the clutter said vehicle required on this plane. But ‘her’; she’s fine. Probably better off now than we are, as she is free of all the quantum shadows mucking up this playground we call ‘reality’.
I said it ‘to her’ last night before closing my eyes on the day; “I pray your judges have a light hand, and you find improvement.”
And that is the best any of us can hope for, isn’t it?
Y’all have a good day, and don’t let the issues of this world wear on ya to much. Its just a danged illusion when ya get to the end.