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Electric!

"Electromagnetic soul," he said.

Well, there's an interesting term, I thought.

Energy is never created or destroyed, it is only transformed,

a basic premise of physics, he explained.

We are energy, and when a body dies, the electromagnetic energy of the soul continues on, he posited.

Well that makes sense, thinketh me.

What fun, traveling at the speed of light,

our beautiful, luminescent, sparkling electromagnetic souls.

◄ Just Another Day in Paradise

Letting Go (Eventually) ►

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keith jeffries

Mon 20th May 2024 16:01

This poem made me think and think again. Well written.
Thank you for this,
Keith

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