Yet the reality of life, as we think of it, pivots on this ephemeral idea. Yet, herein lies the enormity of the joke perpetrated against humanity itself. If only this one stone in the foundation of the meaning of human life were questioned, the entire flimsy structure would fall under its own weight. If only the human mind would be as selective in its questioning as in its perception, the wall of false assumption that separates the human consciousness from the totality of its natural inheritance would, and did, crumble and disintegrate. Either all things die, or else they live and cannot die.
Life is of the mind and in the mind.
The body neither lives nor dies, because it cannot contain you who are Life. The body is merely a symbol of what you think you are and is clearly a separation device which does not exist. Time, for which death is the witness, is but a point of view imposed on eternity and serves merely as a justification to maintain your own will separate from Universal Mind. Within this kingdom the ego rules, and cruelty. And to defend this little speck of dust it bids you fight against the universe.