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The woman replied in a trembling voice: “Have I died?”
When the driver turned around to look at her, no one was there.
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Skywatcher2011
The woman replied in a trembling voice: “Have I died?”
When the driver turned around to look at her, no one was there.
Imagine dying so suddenly that you don't realize you are gone. You stand there looking around wondering whats wrong. Oh, here's a cab, take--me---home--- "Have I died"?
Telling
originally posted by: ufoorbhunter
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Skywatcher2011
The woman replied in a trembling voice: “Have I died?”
When the driver turned around to look at her, no one was there.
Imagine dying so suddenly that you don't realize you are gone. You stand there looking around wondering whats wrong. Oh, here's a cab, take--me---home--- "Have I died"?
Telling
Imagine if we are all dead too. What if we just like the taxi girl are all ghosts and don't realize we are dead?
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: ufoorbhunter
Your body is like a car, sitting there idling, door open, and you the driver, getting in and directing it where to go.
originally posted by: Substracto
a reply to: ufoorbhunter
I thought about that once, what if when we die, we are actually going to actually live(reincarnate)...
originally posted by: DutchMasterChief
a reply to: intrptr
They had clothes, too. One was carrying a tool box, another had a cane. Go figure.
Residual self image.
"Young people feel strongly chagrined(at their deaths) when they cannot meet people they love. As they want to convey their bitterness, they may have chosen taxis, which are like private rooms, as a medium to do so."