Existence (Musings)

What if I died today? What if I just go to that place from where there is no return? Would it, my absence, make a difference? I'd like to think it would, for those who loved me and for those who were loved by me. My absence would be felt only by those who knew me. For the rest of the universe, I'd be just another dead organism. 

But, do I really die? That which is known to exist can cease to exist someday. But, what about that part of me that could not manifest itself into physical existence? How do I find out if it dies with me, for the absence of only those things can be felt whose presence was acknowledged. My loved ones would miss my face, my smile, the sound of my voice, my words...but, what happens to my soul? What happens to all that energy that resides in me? What happens to my thoughts and emotions? Does my soul ever die? 

I believe that my soul just continues its journey in the universe. Taking up another form. Living another life. What dies is the attachments in my life. But, it dies only to be attached to something else in the cosmos yet again. Liberation doesn't come with death, for the soul never dies. It seeks attachment again. It seeks love again.

That is how it is. We are parts of one and we will exist as parts of one, for existence is nothing but a state of knowing and being accepted as a part of something...someOne.