Where did we come from? Why did we come here at all? Where will we go after death? What lies beyond what we can see? What was there before we could see this far? What in life is truly inevitable?
They say life is very short. Life is now and here! Nothing exists beyond this. Only one life to live! But is there truly nothing more? How did I become so certain? Have I ever lived before? To put it more plainly—is this little we received truly all there is?
Once the thought of death frightened me. I believed death was the end of everything. But with time I have changed so much. I am no longer afraid. I know that even when I'm gone, my soul will remain here.
Perhaps I'll never find all the answers. Perhaps many "whys" will remain mysteries in the end. What I know to be true, I can never prove. Still I know I must keep trying.
Move forward, keep courage. Never weep before my grave, not even by mistake. For I am no longer there—I have gone. One request only: never forget me, keep me in memory.
The light that wraps me in its weightless shawl, where there is no pain or fear, sitting there, questioning myself endlessly... suddenly one day I found the meaning of my life! The form of myself I see in dreams— I feel I have reached close to it. Now everything is clear. Now everything is transparent. No confusion anywhere. Today I know the meaning of all mysteries.
If I leave forever tomorrow, still there will be no sorrow. I have learned to believe that only after we depart do we remain most fully...