One Day I Died, and So Will You. Too!

One Day I Died, and So Will You.  Too!

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

Feb. 18, 2018

 The earth will still be here, with its tall mountains, with its watery oceans and seas and rivers and ponds, with its green grass, trees, flowers, and bumble bee, and birds, and the of the wildlife that has been on earth for millions of years.  But you and I will not be on earth as long as some of the trees that have lived for hundreds or even longer, so you better make your life count for something more than eating food, having a little sex, making a little money, or for simply breathing oxygen and then exhaling the stuff that the trees suck in for their lives.

 I am writing this warning to anyone who reads it because I have died, and I have almost died so many times that I would have to sit down and make a long list to mention them all.  So now I treat every day like it could be my last day on planet earth, at least in the form that I look like now.  I also treat every day like it could be my last day on earth because one day it will be my last day on earth, just like one day will be your last day on earth too, my dear readers.  I am one day closer to dying from the biological body I currently possess to some other body in one form or another.  Yes, that means that I might be an immortal, and maybe you are too, if you think about the matters and issues of life after death long enough, you might begin to understand what I am talking about.

 I died once, and I returned to earth.  It is true!  But the problem when I returned to earth, was that I was a different person.  Oh, my dear readers, I did not actually stop breathing, nor did my biological heart stop pumping blood through my biological body’s veins.  Oh no, that would have been too easy.  But the situation was really so close, that the doctors told everyone I was dead meat.  Or however they stated it at that time.  You must understand something here.  There was a part of me that really did die.  And when I woke up, I was a different person, in many ways anyway.  People who once knew me did not know who I had turned into, and even I, myself, had to start from the beginning in many ways to start a new life with a new me.

 But the important things were still with me, and with me even better than before my death.  What is important to you now, may mean the difference between life and death for you too.  So what is really important in your life, to overcome death, and live again?