My window on this world I live in is very small. I’d like to believe that I have a handle on what’s really going on in this present time period as it refers to me. Politics, music & arts, economics, rich versus poor, war, peace, science, spiritual understanding and the universe etc. Well of course I don’t and never will. The picture I see with my eyes is narrow indeed. I’m known as or should I say I know myself as David Cicchese, but what does that really mean? I don’t remember being born. Before birth? If I existed in another form as a spirit, I don’t remember. I know this mind I have is constantly coming up with thoughts. Sometimes I can almost see on the other side of the mirror( the other side of the coin so to speak). A subtle glimpse perhaps into a realm that’s there but can’t be reached. I find myself wondering exactly what it’s really like there. For example when we die physically from this world are we eventually born again on another planet into it’s world and ways of living? Materialistic belief is quite clear on the matter. When the brain ceases to function all life is dead and there is nothing else. I am not a materialist in my understanding of what life’s true meaning is about. I recently came across on YouTube a video about the philosopher Schopenhauer. It talked about life as a prison where all people face suffering in everyday life. The human condition of living each day with the certainty that life will end in death. Knowing this and living in a world with war and poverty of some people’s life depending on where you were born is nothing but drudgery and starvation and being aware of the situation that some people live a life full of intense pleasure while others live intense pain. The part religion plays to the masses will not work for an individual who is cognizant of a life that must be lived only to finely end in death. Well of course those who live as in a hell of some kind are only to happy to die, although feeling perhaps robbed in some way through perhaps no fault of their own by parents who have birthed them in dark dreaded life. Myself being born into a loving family and a Country that is stable is aware of just how awful life is for multitudes of people living on this earth at the exact time as me. So back to living and wondering what life looks like in the astral plane where I have the belief is where our spirit goes when the body dies. My dreams take me on many adventures although I am still in my physical body I wake up from these adventures. What’s it really like to die of this body and will we really know it. If we are born again will we know that? If life is continuous from one realm to the next we’ll we have a spirit have any say on what happens to us next. I believe that life is spiritual and being born in a body is a way to experience life in a realm that we can learn and grow from direct experience from opposite’s. True living is the realm of the spiritual, where life is an eternal adventure where life takes up many forms through infinity. That is what David Cicchese as I am known to myself wish to believe. Oh well! at least after seventy seven years of living on planet earth I have my belief. My brain is a receiver that directs my body both good and bad on this realm we call planet earth.