What do you want to come back as?

[JHC]

I'll come back as Mozart but I'll enjoy better my life and will compose less stupid stuff.

Mozart, stupid stuff, you don't beat about the bush

[Corno Dolce]

When I leave this world it will never see me again - there will be a new Heaven and a new Earth - And I hope to find myself with a new body, free from ever being hungry or thirsty again, and without any blemish or weakness.

[marval]

Well said CD, I like that, a new life free from the ills and sorrows of this world.


Margaret

[White Knight]

How about single, with some hair again?!

[teddy]

I'll go for that Steve. Me at twenty years. Before I made any really big mistakes

teddy

[White Knight]

Teddy, I'm right there with you buddy!

[John Watt]

I'm not sure what's going to happen to me, after the transmigration of my soul.
All that synaptic electricity will disappear, and even scientists don't know where.
But my digital mind is full of artificials and fantasy, people to aliens, places to planets, languages, that are just only man-made,
so when what's uploadable about me gets transferred, that artificial content will fade like random ions.
Losing part of my cerebral energy can only limit post-life travel.
And what's left of my polluted mind might melt like a Gibson tone capacitor,
a sign from the manufacturer above that I shouldn't have tried using my own soldering gun.
May All Peace Be Upon You.

[Alban Berg]

I'll come ass




Martin

[JHC]

I'm not sure what's going to happen to me, after the transmigration of my soul.

You have a soul????

[John Watt]

I know I have a soul, because it's getting crucified.

"the northern rain always cools,
standing here alone, I need it, to whet my burning heart,
so my mind, like a late white floe down summers' Niagara,
can shine in radiant splendour, before the final Falls."

as always, John Watt

[Alban Berg]

I think...a good musician!

Guess who?

Martin