Some say that death is not the end but only the beginning. I say that death is indeed the end. But it is a self-destructive end. That is to say that death is the end of itself, or at least the illusion of. You see, death is the biggest misconception of life. Death is to birth as dry is to wet, but in both instances the substance merely changes form and location, it does not cease to exist entirely. Just as water cannot remain in place when it evaporates, so too the soul cannot remain bound to this earth once it releases itself of its bodily bonds. The life force within is then free to explore and experience the ethereal realms of existence which are open to it at that time. It will eventually experience change again and again, though not as extreme an idea as “death”, it merely unshrouds itself further and further until eventually the entire illusionary field in which it bathed has been let go until finally it “returns to source”, which only means it has dropped its subjective perspective and remembered the Truth of One.
“God is Life. Life is All. All is One.”