It is one of the most absurd ideas that death can do to us what life could
not do it. Birth and death are pure objective realities, which, by itself, does
not affect our real destiny. Only a more intense experience of living in another
dimension of consciousness is the one that places us in contact with the real
world. Birth and death are external determinism that depend on factors
unrelated to our true being.
We are born by the will and mercy of our parents; we live physically thanks
to the food we assimilate; and we die as a result of an illness, an accident or
old age. However, none of this reaches our true reality, which is our free will,
our self-determination, this mysterious and glorious "power of being the own
cause."
Einstein and all those who know how think logically said that "from the
world of facts there is no path to the world of values because they come from
another region," making it clear that value is a creation of our free will,
which does not happen to us in our absence because it is the product of our
will, and fact is only a historical event of which we are passive objects, but
not an active and active subject. Of the values we are the authors, but of the
facts, we are just spectators.
The creation of values depends on our free will, whether in material or
spiritual body, anywhere in the cosmos, in any environment - material, etheric,
astral, causal, mental, etc. - our free will is active, environments that can
facilitate or hinder the development to exercise the creation of values.
However, no environment can make it impossible. In any settings, either material
or spiritual, we can say, as the English poet of the "Invictus": "I am master of
my fate, I am the captain of my soul."
Therefore, this "region" mentioned by Einstein, is the self-determination
of our free will, which does not depend on any objective fact; our Self
substance is independent of the ego’s circumstances.
So for the vast majority of human beings, still distant from spiritual
reality, life after death remains the same... the miserly continuing to count
money, the materialist trying to get more material goods, the one who pursues
and causes to suffer receives the harassment of its tormentor, those who live
from lust continue to feed its libidinous dreams, etc. Only when a new level of
consciousness, awakened after the clairvoyance of death and continuation of
life, which will one day inevitably come, will cause this individual to awaken
to a new moral and ethical stance and to new realities.
INVICTUS - by William Ernest Henley (1849–1903)
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning's of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
