All the World's a Stage

I don't like the way I second guess myself ........

I wrote a first draft of this in January after the death of a friend, Jon. By his own hand.

I have an idea about death I have to share because I want to share. Probably not just mine, I may have heard it somewhere else, or part of it. It is making me feel a bit better than before. And since this is supposed to be some space I create, here you go.

We all have good reasons that no one but the audience actually knows. oh, the Drama

I think Death is only a veil. It is most definitely not the end, even if it is the end of Here.

I believe in reincarnation. Death is a trickster. The Grim Reaper is misunderstood. A misunderstood character in a pretty great play .

We don't die completely. Just the form of us. And when we die here, to this world, in the way we know it, there is so, so, so much more on the other side of the curtain. Pure love, pure existence. And anyone in that state is so fucking blissed out, they are LAUGHING, stunned beyond anything we can imagine for a moment.

And depending upon who we are and how we acted out our roles, pulled off those performances, those of us who love the crowd, want to know how we did. We want the applause, we want to see their faces, their emotion, their involvement in our show.

So I have this image of Jon that keeps me going through the day lately ....

He is on the other side of the curtain, peeking around at us, with the biggest fucking grin on his face--- just the one we all know and loved --- and he is seriously, trying so hard not to laugh his ass off to give away the joke. He nailed it. Has rocked us to the core with his final act.

And he is waiting for his friends to show up to the post show party so that when we walk backstage, he'll be able to smile and crouch down and point at us and say, "gotcha!" and laugh and laugh and laugh .....

and then he'll pass out the shot of tequila he asked to have raised in his name, and he can say,

"I won. Beat cha here first!"