Thought Creates Character.

The Buddha Over And Over Again Spoke Clearly And Definitely On Post-mortem States - As In His Conversation With Vasetta.

The Misery We Inflict On Sentient Beings Slackens Our Human Evolution.

Strange Indeed Would It Be If All The Space Around Us Be Empty, Mere Waste Void, And The Inhabitants Of Earth The Only Forms In Which Intelligence Could Clothe Itself.

In Literature And In Art, Alike, This Gloomy Fashion Of Regarding Death Has Been Characteristic Of Christianity. Death Has Been Painted As A Skeleton Grasping A Scythe, A Grinning Skull, A Threatening Figure With Terrible Face And Uplifted Dart, A Bony Scarecrow Shaking An Hourglass - All That Could Alarm And Repel Has Been Gathered Round This Rightly-named King Of Terrors.

Death Is But An Aspect Of Life, And The Destruction Of One Material Form Is But A Prelude To Building Up Of Another.