I've been to enough funerals in my life to know the true nature and objective of funerals, which is two-fold: to appease the hearts and minds of the living (many of whom feel guilty) while making money for the death industry.
 Funerals are a big money making scheme. This industry makes a lot of money off of dead people; well, actually off of living people (who are ignorant and emotionally unstable enough to go for the scheme, hook, line, and sinker).
It makes no sense to me, personally, to spend $7,000.00 to $15,000.00 to put a dead body (shell) in the ground. The average funeral in the U.S. costs $7,000.00
Not only does it not make sense to me to spend $7,000.00 to $15,000.00 to put a shell (body) in the ground, but it also makes no sense to me to nicely dress up a dead body. Who is this for? Certainly not the person who just transitioned or died! They could care less about how their shell is ordained in a casket. Again, this is done for the living!
Funerals are for the living, not the dead! All the nice flowers, the fancy casket, the pompous ceremony, the displaying of the dead body (shell) all decked out in nice clothes, the limousines, etc., are for the living. All the money spent on these things above is to placate the living and not the dead person.
The sad thing is that for many Americans nowadays, especially so-called minorities, they lack the necessary funds to bury loved ones according to the standard set for a proper and pompous burial.
It is such an economic burden nowadays for many families to bury their deceased loved ones. Instead of stressing over lack of money, the simple thing to do in my opinion would be to simply have the dead person wrapped up in a sheet and laid in the Earth, but this is against the law here in the United States. The government refuses to allow someone to really return to the Earth, as putting a body straight into the Earth without a casket would really allow their flesh to decompose and biodegrade back into the Earth, but a body cannot decompose and biodegrade if it is in a casket. A casket prevents a body from entering back into the Earth though the casket is in the Earth.
It is stupid to me to bury a dead body (shell) in a casket. This is messing up the Earth - burying soon-to-be skeletons in a box. What is the purpose of preserving the remains of the dead? This is why today cremation makes so much more sense to me than burial.
Cremation is cheaper or more economical and it doesn't create problems for the Earth like putting caskets in the Earth to forever hold the remains of a dead person. Cremation causes the various subtle bodies of the deceased person to not linger on the earth realm for long periods of time, and helps the Soul to transition to the "Other" side quicker, as souls like to linger on Earth or in between worlds (due to the shock of death and attachment to the material world and material possessions). Cremation would speed up the process of sequential disintegration or destruction of the subtle bodies.
Cremation renders nothing but ashes in the end of the process and ashes stored in an urn is far better than a dead body in a coffin or casket and placed into the Earth. Besides, the ashes (unlike the body in a casket) can truly return back to the Earth, be it the ground, the wind, or the water (ocean).
And why let dead bodies sit up for a period of seven days in a mortuary? A dead body can be buried or cremated twelve hours after true death. But I guess the delay is to allow the living to prepare for the big expensive gala - the funeral!
And contrary to popular opinion, the ethereal body does not need a few days to drift around. The withdrawal of the inner life force from the physical vehicle coincides with the withdrawal from the ethereal vehicle. The ethereal vehicle is very apt to linger for a long time on the field of emanation when the physical vessel (body) is interred and it will persist until complete disintegration of the dense or physical body.
The process of embalming (and mummifying) is responsible for the perpetuation of the etheric (or "ghost") body, sometimes for centuries and millennia, especially when the embalmed or mummified person was of an evil character during life. The hovering etheric body (ghost) is then often possessed by a dark or negative (evil) force which accounts for the cause of the attacks and disasters which often dog the steps of those individuals who discover ancient tombs and graves and their inhabitants - ancient mummies, and bring them and their possessions to light, a la King Tut's tomb discovery.
We wouldn't have ghosts (of deceased human beings) if all dense bodies were quickly and properly disposed via complete disintegration via fire and then properly returned back to the natural elements (water, earth, air, etc.). Even the holding of the ashes of a dead person in an urn can cause the ghost or ethereal body of the person to linger on the scene for long periods of time. There is no logical reason or explanation to hold on to the remains of a dead person, be it a corpse or ashes. The decision is clearly based upon ego and/or emotion.
Life would be much better on all levels without cemeteries which are citadels of ghostly presence and activity. When you understand the dynamics of the foregoing, you may agree that it is unwise to have cemeteries in the midst of your cities and towns where living people reside. The ancient Egyptians or Kemetians (Khemetians) knew the science of higher feng shui and buried their dead in the West of Egypt, away from the living (which was very wise). But in the U.S., you'll find a cemetery right across the street from a neighborhood, a shopping center, a school, etc., where there is presence of life.
There are actual histories where land developers in the U.S. even built new homes and shopping complexes on the site of burial grounds, a known spiritual violation, at least to ancient people. This was the theme of the classic film, "Poltergeist."
And why attend a funeral to visit and view a dead body (shell)? This is an illusion. This is not the actual person. It's only the shell. In most cases, the shell in the casket does not even resemble the person while they were alive. All the make-up and embalming fluid on and in the person respectively does a disservice to the person.
Many dead people are more decked out fashion-wise in death than in actual life. At my paternal grandmother's funeral back in January 1992, she wore a beautiful pink dress (that I actually bought or paid for with my JC Penny department store card) that was actually the best outfit she ever had on her physical body. I wondered why no one ever bought her something so nice while she was alive. This was a shame to me! I mean, she wasn't alive to see herself in the dress or feel how the dress felt on her body. All her soul could do (if it was in fact present at the funeral) was look at the shell of its last or most recent Earth incarnation and that's it.
And yes, many departed souls attend their own funeral.
I never liked looking at dead people lying in caskets. They never looked good to me or looked how I remembered them in their living or glory days and years.
That last view of seeing the person lying in a casket dominated my mind for days and weeks and sometimes months after the funeral. It was very disturbing for me. I'd even see them in the dream state as well, which was very disturbing for me as well. I always knew that it was not healthy or good for me to witness or view a dead body. It impregnated my mind and left a bad image of the person in my mind to always conjure up and see. I preferred to not see the dead body at all and just remember the person how I best remembered them in their living years. This was healthier for me and always left a good memory of the person in my mind. I always wanted to do this but received so much pressure from relatives.
I remember during my father's death in October 1994 how I decided not to attend my own father's funeral but caught so much hell from family members and acquiesced for peace of mind. However, there was one stipulation that I kept: that when it came time to open up my father's casket, I would bounce (leave the room). I actually got up and left the funeral procession before they even got to the viewing of my father's shell. I was so upset at the Christian reverend and his traditional jive talking that I got up midway through his "act" and went to the back of the room at Inglewood Park Cemetery's funeral facility. I got tired of hearing the same old bullshit these Christian reverends always talk about at funerals; always talking about how the person accepted the Lord (Jesus Christ) at such an early age which is bullshit, for if the person really accepted the Lord why did the person end up dying from something caused by the Matrix (world of man), like a fatal disease or getting shot to death?
Many people outright got shot or stabbed being with the wrong crowd or living foul or unrighteous. This wasn't accepting the Lord in my book. If it was myself talking instead of the reverend at my father's funeral, I would have told the truth. I would have told the crowd that the person (my father) left this life due to how they were really living. I wouldn't fake the funk (sugarcoat). I wouldn't care how upset people would have become. Truth is truth to me!
At my own mother's funeral back in June 1999, I actually caused a ruckus. All of my mother's children got to speak. My oldest brother Derrick Cooper, went first, and in traditional fashion he got up before the church and talked a lot of traditional bullshit in order to receive an ovation from the predominantly ignorant crowd; talking about how he was giving his life to the Lord and how he was going to become a minister at Little Zion Baptist Church there in Compton, California, my mother's church. To this day, my brother has not given his life to the Lord (at least in actions) and has never become a reverend.
When my turn came to speak, I knew it was on and poppin'! I was going to stir up some shit in the house and make good Christian folk mad as hell. How did I do this? Instead of getting up their and saying the proverbial bullshit everybody likes to hear about how good the person was, I decided to take the opportunity to speak to hundreds of people and educate the mostly ignoramuses sitting in the pews about how my mother actually died, which was from pancreatic cancer on the surface (but really from chemotherapy and radiation treatments), and how they could prevent dying from the same or some other kind of cancer. Those ignoramuses got mad at me and thought I messed my mother's funeral up with that old Mooslem (Muslim) talk.
I could look at my maternal grandmother's face as well as some of my maternal and paternal relatives who had that look on their face that said or read: "Awe shit, Jabir (my name back then) is about to speak; no telling what that fool is liable to say; Lord help us!)."
You see, I've always been a radical from day one - the Black sheep of the family. Black sheep is not a negative or pejorative term. It's actually a good term. Most people don't know it, but unlike white sheep, black sheep don't follow the herd (crowd), they make and go their own route. So when people call you the black sheep of the family simply because you're a free thinker and a trailblazer, don't get mad, thank them for the acknowledgment of what you truly are. You see, followers don't get free! They get led (and usually to the slaughterhouse).
I could hear the reverend, Jerome Fisher, softly warning me to hurry up, which infuriated the hell out of me. I was like "the nerve of this big-headed bastard to rush the son of my deceased mother, a woman who along with her brainwashed family members spent thousands upon thousands of dollar up in this joint!"
I came within seconds of really disrespecting my mother (or her funeral procession) by going public with the mic in my hand and telling the whole church about how the reverend had committed adultery and fathered a baby by a woman who worked for the City of Compton that I found out about from my uncle Jerry Maxwell, whom I also had a falling out with at my mother's funeral. I tell ya, that funeral was disastrous due to simple, linear-minded, and traditionally paralyzed people, all of whom are catching hell today up in the Matrix and rightfully so.
I didn't expose reverend Jerome Fisher because I felt my mother's presence at her funeral for her shell. I knew she was not in that casket. I felt really good about the fact that right before my mother died she acknowledged who I was and my role on Earth. In one of her last birthday cards to me she mentioned how she knew how I was here on Earth to help lead Black people, which was partially correct (as today I lead no one, regardless of their race; and help all people who seek enlightenment, consciousness, and optimal health).
I knew my mother wanted me to say my words at her shell's funeral. By the end of her life, she (like my father) knew I was a unique child and person and was serious about my mission in life. Both of my parents ended up confessing to me shortly before their last months on Earth that they knew my choice and direction in life was the right one. It was so strange hearing them admit this in their last days after so many years of fighting and arguing over religious belief systems and diets which did more harm than good.
My mother had a forgiving heart and was very supportive of her children, even after crossing over. I remember one meeting at a Conscious Minds meeting at Sister Tanjareen's home in Van Nuys back in 2000 where I publicly stated how I didn't cry at my mother's funeral and some of the female members became upset with me and said I didn't have a heart and lacked emotion because I didn't cry at my mother's (or my father's) funeral. I didn't cry over their deaths or at their funerals because I learned of the true purpose of life and Universal law (cause and effect) and witnessed over the years how my parents in their stubbornness, ignorance, and brainwashing (in the Matrix) lived, believed, thought, and ate and knew the consequences of such things. I knew there was no exemption from Divine law. You can't simply profess Jesus Christ or just belief in Christ (absent Christ-like actions) and then live against what Jesus taught and lived for (according to Scripture) in addition to breaking or violating Universal law. Humans may be dumb enough to think that belief (in God) without no regard for Universal or Divine law whatsoever is enough to make it on Earth, but not the heavens.
My mother learned the truth before she transitioned and humbled herself. She didn't mind me using her life (or death) to explain things to people in order to teach and enlighten them.
Shortly after the Conscious Minds incident where the emotional Black females got upset with me (due to their lack of understanding of higher law and principles and just being dominated by their natural female-based emotional nature) I visited my mother in the astral world (as I often do nowadays) and we were riding in a car traveling eastbound on the Interstate 10 Freeway near Downtown Los Angeles and my mother plainly told me that she understood what I was doing by using her life as an example to make a point while teaching.
I learned that when the soul leaves the body during dream state and visit the realm called 'astral,' the soul is actually visiting the realm of those who have crossed over. We meet other souls in this realm (astral) and interact with them. We wake up and are so amazed at how real the dream was and that's because the other dimensions are what's really real and this life here on Earth in the flesh is nothing but an illusion (due to being based on the material or flesh which is transitory).
I made it clear during my mother's death and the time leading up to it that I was not coming out the pocket with a lot of chips (money) to pay for her big, opulent, and pompous funeral designed by my oldest brother. I got tired of the traditional big, Black (African-American), pompous and 'for show' funerals that Black people were getting themselves into debt over. It made and still makes no sense to me to get into debt over a shell (dead body), especially for a person while in life who didn't give a damn about what happens to them after they die, like my paternal uncles for example. They simply lived and enjoyed their lives never thinking about their deaths and who would take care of all the responsibilities and arrangements pertaining to their death like life insurance, paying for the funeral, etc. They simply bought and smoked their dope (drugs), drank their wine, screwed their skanks and stank hoes, and wasted their lives and let the people who were dumb enough to waste their precious time on thinking about the deaths of grown men worry about their deaths and funeral arrangements; but not me!
If they didn't care about what happens to them in death, why should I? These were grown ass men who could think for themselves. If they could think about dope (drugs) and getting high then surely they could think about what happens to them in death. My uncles were very irresponsible men, actually males. There's a difference. I learned responsibility from their irresponsibility.
Why spend a few thousand dollars on a nice-looking casket? It ain't like the casket will always be on display at the cemetery. Why buy a nice looking casket only to lower it into the ground where it will never be seen again? Why invest so much money on such? This makes no sense to me! Someone is big pimpin' on folk's emotions and brainwashing.
Hell, a simple wooden box will do, after all, it's going into the ground. It doesn't need to be fancy.
Originally in America, people were buried in cheap wooden boxes (coffins). Then, the coffin and death/funeral industry learned that they could make a lot of money by appealing to the widows of dead men. The coffin industry began lacing their coffins (the insides of them) with fine material like silk so as to appeal to the women and it worked like a charm. They began polishing the wood, adding metals like gold, chrome, and copper to the coffins. The women shoppers of coffins for their dead husbands ate this up.
I can't forget about life insurance! What a grand misnomer. Life insurance is really death insurance but death insurance does not sound appealing, especially with many people being afraid of death. So the death insurance industry began calling their insurance 'life insurance' and again, people, especially the widows, ate this scheme up. Read the book "Adcult USA." It explains all of this.
To this day I don't have life (death) insurance and I'm not like my uncles because my death won't be an inconvenience to anybody because while I may not have life insurance (as I don't believe in this scheme), I do have good old fashion money which answers all things as the Bible correctly states.
I don't want my family (wife and children) to dig a financial hole for themselves just for my shell. No matter how many millions of dollars I end up with, a big funeral procession is unnecessary and I don't desire it. I have chosen to be celebrated in life rather than death. I desire no coffin or casket, but cremation with my ashes returned to the elements (the ground, air, or the water).
I teach my children right now not to shed a single tear over me in death because it's unnecessary. I teach them the words of Chief Seattle: "There's no death, just new beginnings."
Each life the soul undergoes is like putting on a new outfit. That's what life is, changing clothes (flesh bodies) to undergo new and different experiences (and sometimes familiar ones when we don't learn the lessons in past lives).
Only ignorant people act a fool at funerals and/or over loved ones' death. This is mainly applicable to Black Christians of the Baptist faith (which I state based upon personal observation as a one time unconscious member of the Baptist faith).
No one is more ignorant about death than the Black Christian, especially those of the Baptist faith, especially the emotionally imbalanced females. These creatures (Black females) will straight act a fool at a funeral. They will cry, fall down and roll over all on the ground, try and jump into the casket of the dead person; faint, fall out on you while you're sitting down; beg Jesus (the Lord) to take them (let them die), talk crazy ("I can't go on without so and so!" or "Why did God have to take my mother or my father?").
These people are very ignorant. They are always talking about God and Jesus and how they are saved but let a death in the family or of a loved one hit them and watch how they act. They will lose it! They have no understanding about death and that's because they lack true understanding about life.
How stupid is it to talk about life everlasting or how when you accept Jesus (as your Lord and Savior) and that when you die, you'll go straight to heaven and sit on the right side of God, but then when death hits or visits close to home, you act a complete fool?
How come they act a fool when someone, say, a believer in Christ, dies? Isn't that deceased person going straight to heaven to be with Jesus, which is clearly better than being here on Earth for the average ignorant and linear-minded religious zealot?
If the answer is yes, then why the need to act a fool and cut up at a funeral? Clearly people (Christians) are lacking understanding and really not believing what they blindly and pompously profess. Death is a serious lesson and wakes them up to reality.
Most people are afraid of death because they are ignorant about life and if you are ignorant about life then you damn sure can't be enjoying life.
How can you embrace life without embracing death? Death and life are the same things differing only at degrees. There is no life without death and no death without life. Life and death go together. They compliment each other.
The Western religious theological leader doesn't teach what I'm conveying here in this article. They teach in the eternal damnation of the soul (if you don't believe in their holy dogma) and the eternal salvation of the soul (if you believe in their holy dogma like a good little slave).
Westerners have a major fear of death because they don't understand death much less life.
 Why the need of the family to ride in a limousine? The family members have their own cars in most cases. Why can't they simply drive their own cars to the place of the funeral? The limo industry wants them to ride in the limousine. And why? So the limo company can make MONEY!
It's a shame that most Black people's first ride in a limousine will be due to attending a funeral. It was for me. Most Blacks, other minorities (i.e. Hispanics, Puerto Ricans, etc.), and poor White people will only ride in a limousine for a funeral, wedding, and/or high school prom and that's it.
I never liked Black Christian funerals. They sang too many sad ass songs (dirges), most of which are carry over songs from the days of slavery.
And what's really stupid to me is what they eat after the funeral procession. After the funeral, they will go over to someone's house where there's a lot of food, usually soul food (which is so unhealthy to eat), the same kind of food that usually killed the person whose funeral they just attended.
After my father's funeral in November 1994, I couldn't go or be around my family. My little brother and I went to the movies and watched the movie "Pulp Fiction" while the rest of my family came back to our house to eat death food and to socialize.
At my mother's funeral in June 1999, I left right before they opened her casket for viewing. I had an altercation with Reverend Fisher's son and my uncle Jerry Maxwell in the hallway of the church and then I bounced and went to my parent's house on Towne Avenue (in Los Angeles). I made up my mind that this was it for me. I was 86ing my family for good and to this very day I have faithfully done so and I don't miss them. Like my father said, "some people look better from afar,' and "love em' from afar!" and that's exactly what I do. I don't hate any blood relative or family member. I'm simply just above them in consciousness. To this very day they still do the very same things they did back in the 1970s. I have outgrown certain actions and behaviors. I've been there and done that!
Black people, like most people in general, despise change and are resistant to it.
Evil or unrighteous living creates STRESS!
I accepted being the Black sheep of the family a long time ago which has made my life easier.
Another thing I must say about Black folks and funerals is that for many us, we only come together over death. For my family specifically, most of the times my immediate and extended family came together were for funerals. It's a damn shame death has to bring people together.
The Black family reunions are helping to bring Blacks together in life rather than over death. This is a good thing.
Back to these darn funerals and the scheming nature of them.
I understand that nowadays you must purchase a plot or vault to put the caskets in so the casket won't move around if there's an earthquake. These vaults run about $2,500.00 to $5,000.00 which is outright ridiculous in my opinion. BIG PIMPIN' by the funeral industrial complex!
And another stupid thing I must point out about Black funerals, or Black gang-banger funerals, is how gang-bangers who attend the funeral place valuable things in the casket of the dead person. This was displayed in the 1988 movie "Colors."
Why would you place a bullet in the casket of a dead person? The place the dead person's soul is going doesn't have use for no damn bullet. This is idiocy!
Some ignoramuses even put wallet rolls of money in the casket of the dead person and this is really stupid because undertakers remove everything placed in a dead person's casket. These persons are just giving away money.
It's a waste in my opinion to place valuables, i.e. jewelry, money, etc., in the casket of dead persons. They have no need for these things.
These things are removed before the casket is covered with dirt.
You may see the casket lowered into the ground, but you don't see the casket being buried with dirt. The undertakers (many of them) wait until dark or night time and then open up the casket and remove the goods dumb people left in there.
And I also can't forget about how many dead persons are removed from their expensive caskets and placed into cheap wooden boxes and then buried and the expensive casket is resold. This really happens!
You also have situations where graves are moved and the family members are never told about it. You have people thinking they are talking to their deceased loved one's shell and they are really talking to the remains of a complete stranger. This is true! You think you are talking to Madea (grandma) but are really talking to the physical remains of some robber who got killed while robbing a bank or gas station.
There are also many cases whereby headstones are removed and placed over the wrong graves. A person may think they are at the grave of aunt Lula or uncle Remus and talking to her or him but in reality may be at the grave of a damn serial killer, talking to a damn serial killer's body and placing flowers at his grave.
And speaking of flowers, why place flowers at the grave of loved ones? The deceased can't smell the scent of the flowers. My father always told me while growing up to give my flowers to people in life, not death. In other words, he taught me to acknowledge people in life rather than death and I took heed to to my father's advice.
I also learned from my father that if you do right by people in life you won't have guilt or feel bad when they pass away. Many times at funerals when you see people acting a fool it's usually because of guilt or a sense of wrongdoing (to the deceased person). This was the case with my older brother pertaining to my father's death. My brother was all up in my father's casket at his funeral and I knew this was the result of sheer guilt for all the wrongdoing my brother did to my father when he was alive. But I was as cool as a cucumber during my father's death and at his funeral because I always did right by my father. I was simply grateful that I had an active father in my life for the first 24 years of my life. All I could think about was the good the man did and all the good information about life that he put in my head as a little boy.
I do admit that I was angry with my father during his bout with lung cancer, his subsequent death, and at his funeral. I was upset because he made choices in life that I disagreed with and his choices cost him his life at a very young age (age 50) and cost me my father whom I was very close to and admired. But today I truly understand "free will" and "cause and effect."
I also had a little anger in me at my mother over her bout with pancreatic cancer and her subsequent death. I was very cool though at her funeral. I actually felt great! I had understanding of death at my mother's funeral whereas I didn't at my father's funeral.
I can and will say that I am happy that I have the death of the two most important people in the first part of my life over with. When you get over your parent's death, you have a feeling that you can get over anything. It sort of prepares you for life. It gives you a feeling of what it is like when a child or spouse dies or transitions. It really prepares you! The death of your parent(s) is a big test.
Some people fail the death of their parents. They want to give up on life and die themselves all because their parents transitioned and this is stupid to me. None of us are here on planet Earth to live for another person. We are here for our individual soul's purpose. Our lives must go on.
If we are dumb and emotionally imbalanced enough to commit suicide over the death of a loved one, we really doom ourselves because there is no escaping life's lessons. You can't escape! You are here on Earth to learn very valuable lessons for the soul's growth. You can't move on to a higher dimension or realm until you master certain life's lesson. It's like school, you can't move on to the second grade until you master the lessons of the first grade and graduate from the first grade.
If you unwisely commit suicide, you will reincarnate back under the same circumstances and experience everything from the past lifetime up unto the point you killed yourself. You will reincarnate back to the same lifestyle, same kind of parents, same life situations, same everything! The people in your life may look different but everything else will remain the same. Again, you can't escape the lessons of life.
Plus, suicide greatly impairs the soul. It does great damage. This was shown in the great metaphysical classic movie, "What Dreams may Come", starring Robin Williams and Cuba Gooding, Jr.
There are a few great Hollywood movies that can help to shed light on death. Thy include: "What Dreams May Come", "Defending Your Life," "Ghost", "The Sixth Sense", "The Heavenly Kid", and "Heaven Can Wait" (1979 version) to name a few.
Westerners really need to learn about death and other things such as karma, reincarnation, and past lives. In my opinion, our lives would improve if we became conscious of these things or concepts.
However, death really needs to be learned about by Westerners. There's too much confusion and fear surrounding death and this is due to ignorance.
It is erroneous for Christianity (and Islam) to teach that people will rise from the physical dead one day in the same flesh body that has been embalmed, buried, and eaten by worms. This is very injurious teaching and it makes no sense at all when you truly understand the dynamics of death.
However, I must tell people that you will see all of your deceased loved ones again because souls never die. Memories held in the heart and mind never die! Never! You never lose anyone! You can't! What you lose is the flesh body of the person, that's it! You lose the illusion and that's what the flesh body is - an illusion!
Here are some great pointers to help you cope with death. Learn to treasure every moment that a person is alive and in your life. Give your flowers in life, not death. Tell people how much they mean to you while they are alive, because they can carry this over with them to the 'Other' side. Never let a person die with you having something heavy on your heart and mind that you really need to convey to the person but don't, because you never know when they may die or cross over. Be a big person and initiate the contact or dialogue. Trust me, you will feel so much better and your heart won't be heavy, especially if the person dies after you communicate your sentiments to the person.
Forgive everyone RIGHT NOW while they are alive, whether they accept your forgiveness or not. Do it for your heart's sake!
When people cross your mind or you dream about them, call them up immediately. A lot of times we are so busy living our illusion called life within the Matrix that we neglect basic human courtesies and therefore connect with people in the dream state. Our souls leave our flesh bodies and travel to different realms and connect with other souls for various things and reasons. We may hug a person, kiss a person, have sex with a person, have a fight with the person; make amends with the person, etc. Dreams are not futile and useless, not at all! Dreams are symbolic! They can also be prophetic. Some can be based upon the unconscious mind.
In closing, the greatest thing I can tell you that prepares you for death while alive is that our thoughts not only create our reality in life, but also in death. Be very careful about what you have or place on your mind before going to sleep. Sleep is preparation for the 'Other' side (death), believe it or not.
If you go to bed each night with worldly worries on your mind, you are taking the building blocks of a self-built hell with you in preparation for the next life created by your thoughts.
Please know that heaven and hell are both created by thought and actions. Heaven and hell are not created by mere belief in Jesus, Yahweh, or Allah, but by constant thoughts and actions (while alive right now).
If you don't believe in a heaven or hell, this is fine! Your thoughts create you reality and this kind of thinking will manifest a dark void for you for you didn't invest in an afterlife. The afterlife is what you make of it predicated upon your thoughts and actions alive on Earth right now.
Many members of the Black Muslim movement (Nation of Islam) are setting up for themselves a dark abyss in the afterlife simply because they believe that there is absolutely nothing after the death of the flesh body. Elijah Muhammad taught this and the followers believe it without conducting any self or personal research or inquiry into the matter or subject of death, the afterlife, reincarnation, etc. on their own and from a non-religious partisan and impartial view, which is very typical of religious-minded individuals. Religious people are called BELIEVERS and not KNOWERS for a reason.
Because of what they (Black Muslims) believe, they will most certainly achieve in accordance pursuant to the Law of Belief and Manifestation of Belief. However, this is their choice under free will. Because of free will and choice, there is no blame on another (person).
Beyond DEATH and FEAR awaits FREEDOM!
Thank you for reading!
This article is dedicated to Marco Smith, Benny Teasley, James Tooles, Leron Ellis, and Kevin Maurice Cooper (a/k/a Calhoun from 11/8 East Coast Crip and 11/5 East Side Hustler), victims (participants) of Black-on-Black violence and the insanity and stupidity of Black males killing one another over the most stupid and meaningless things which equates to self-inflicted, self-supported, and self-maintained genocide.
In 2007, we still must INCREASE THE PEACE and more importantly, STOP THE VIOLENCE and STOP THE KILLING!
All life is sacred!
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