Everyone Fears the Power They Have. Most Just Don't Realize it
Continuing the Thursdays With Death conversations: Death had been with me in my office now for a couple of hours. I had more questions to ask, and I really didn’t want to wait until next Thursday’s meeting, but I had a lot of work to do. Sometimes it can be tough being so dedicated. Good thing I’m not. “So Death,” I said. “I gather by your last statement and others that you have made that we live more than once?” Death moved from the chair near the wall to the one in front of my desk. Noticing... Sign in to see full entry.