There is no death. When I’m awake I know that.

Sweet memories of sweet friends. When I tap into that Universal Mind, I know they live on and I don’t give it a second thought. While, in my mortal body, I hallucinate they are gone and I am miss them. Funny how we let our minds play tricks on us, huh? There is no death. When I’m awake I know that. Keep me awake, please.
The End of Death as We Know It 
Her Perception Upon Dying