Aunty Sheila died today. In death there is no knowledge of time. Therefore, in her consciousness, she has already been resurrected and is in paradise: young, healthy, vibrant. She is not waiting for her friends to join her. We are also there with her, now. But for us, demonstrably and alas, we are not there. And Sheila is dead. But that is in our consciousness, we who have not escaped time. We must wait a little longer. Sheila, like Schrödinger's cat, is both dead and alive, depending on perspective. Death is non-existence and vivacious life in parallel. To Sheila, God's promises have just been fulfilled, in all their glory and magnificence, in the twinkling of her eye!
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