Now that I have passed over to the next realm, I find things to be so much more peaceful. Well, except that Gabriel's jazz trumpet sessions are allowed to run into the wee hours on the weekend. But that's about the only downside I've seen so far. The endless shrimp cocktail, choice of red, white, or champagne, and hot towels make me feel as if I've died and gone to First Class.

Now that I am no longer bound by the trivialities of the physical world, I feel no compulsion to preach about human ethics. Up here, there is no conflict, just cooperation and friendship. And did I mention the shrimp?

I sincerely hold no ill will towards any that may have had a hand in my demise; I can see now that they know not what they do.

I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to thank God, in person, for granting me the wisdom in my living years to take out a rather large life insurance policy. Through that guidance, Mrs. D0min0 and my three precious little d0minettes will not have to bear the burden of an uncertain financial future. That at least helps me sleep better at night. 

Or it would, if not for that damned trumpet!

Oops. I better learn to deal with that situation in a more positive manner quickly, or I may find the long-term lease on my cloud9 cabana to be re-negotiated right out from under me. Wouldn't want to be re-located against my will to a far warmer climate!  

Peace to all who enter here ...