I have found this most interesting and an aspect of the man not previously known to me. It shows I think the extent of beliefs in the real world we shall all inhabit rather than this transient, failing and vastly flawed place we at this time call home. So many people have this knowledge of the real state of life yet it is hidden by the few…
Together with the shift in vibration, and the awakening of sleeping souls to the dawn of light, of understanding and the envisioning of spirit truths by so many that, in a short space, great truths and awakenings can be shared by all. This world is changing, and for the better, amen.
Light to all, peace and harmony to all, forever. Leo.
Benjamin Franklin wrote the letter below to a Miss Hubbard age at 22, below directly is his epitaph.
The Body of B Franklin, Printer,
Like the Cover of an Old Book,
Its contents Torn out and stripped of its lettering and gilding,
Lies here Food for Worms, But the Work shall not be lost,
For it Will as He Believed Appear Once More
In a New and more elegant Edition
Revised and corrected By the Author.
PHILEDELPHIA, 23RD February, 1756.
I condole with you. We have lost a most dear and valuable relation. But when it is the will of God and nature that these mortal bodies be laid aside when the soul is to enter into real life. This is rather an embryo state, a preparation for living. A man is not completely born until he be dead. Why, then, should we grieve that a new child be born amongst immortals, a new member added to their happy society?
We are Spirits. That bodies should be lent to us while they can afford us pleasure, assist in us acquiring knowledge, or doing good to our fellow creatures, is a kind and benevolent God. When they become unfit for these purposes and afford us pain instead of pleasure, instead of an aid become an encumbrance, and answer none of the intentions for which they were given, it is equally kind and benevolent that a way is provided by which we may be rid of them. Death is that way. We ourselves, in some cases, prudently choose a partial death. A mangled painful limb which cannot be restored we willingly cut off.
He who plucks out a tooth parts with it freely, since the pain goes with it; and he who quits the whole body parts at once with all the pains and possibilities of pains and diseases which it was; liable to or capable of making him suffer.
Our friends and we were invited abroad on a party of pleasure which is to last forever. His chair was ready first and he is gone before us. We could not all conveniently start together, and why should you and I be aggrieved at this, since we are soon to follow and know where to find him? Adieu.