I'm Dead. Now what? - Life After Death...

This is the famous Bavarian story of a grumpy little old luggage porter at Munich's Grand Central Train Station. The video is in German, but I will translate the story for you here and you should have no difficulties following the course of events while watching this hilariously cute cartoon clip from YouTube.

One fine day, porter Alois handled his duties with way too much haste. He suffered a massive stroke and died.

Two angels carried him quickly to heaven, where St. Peter welcomed him with the announcement that from now on forward his name shall be Angel Aloisyus. After fitting our poor little hero with his very own harp, St Peter explained to him the heavenly schedule of activities:

From 8:00 a.m. to Noon: Rejoicing

From Noon to 8:00: Hosiannah singing

Aloisyus thought this can't be right, and after St. Peter had repeated his statement, our new angel asked: "Well - and when are we going to have some beer?" St Peter replied: "You will get your manna in time!". And then he took off with his angel escorts.

All this felt very strange to Aloisyus and he wondered aloud: "Rejoicing...Hosiannah singing? Unbelievable! And I thought I'm in heaven!?"

And then he noticed this guy in a red truck "flying" by, representing his earthly competitor in the porter biz. This really ticked him off: "Look who's here!" he hollered. "Don't you ever dare coming around here again!" And he whacked him a few times with his harp - just to make sure.

Aloisyus finally settled down and began with his daily rejoicing routine. He sang "Hallelujah" several times until a very "spiritual" angel came by. "Hey! Got some snuff?" whispered Aloisyus - a truly shocking request in the eyes of this sophisticated higher being, eliciting a weak "hosiannah" in response.

Now our Bavarian angel was mad as hell. He continued his "rejoicing", only with a lot of anger in his deeply insulted little Munich heart. His "Halleluja's" turned into "G. D. Halleluja's", and then even "Crucifix G.D. Jesus Christ Halleluja's", and worse.

God Himself noticed the disturbance in His heavenly realms and He showed no surprise at the fact that it was caused by a guy from Munich. He asked Aloisyus for the reasons of his upset, upon which Aloisyus replied to God: "What kind of a question is that? I never sang in my whole life and now, all of a sudden, I'm supposed to be rejoicing all day long? You call this heaven? And I don't even get anything decent to drink - all they offered me was some manna! You can drink your manna yourself, you hear me?!"

That's when God decided that our Munich angel just simply wouldn't fit into his heavenly neighborhood and that the best idea would be to send him back to Earth, at least a couple of times per week, to deliver God's divine inspiration to the Bavarian government. And so it happened.

When Aloisyus finally set foot on Munich ground again, it felt to him as if he had gone to heaven. He sat down at his regular old spot in the Hofbrauhaus and ordered a liter of beer from his waitress friend Kathy. And he ordered a second one, and a third one, and he forgot all about his mission.

This is why - to this very day - the Bavarian government is still waiting for divine inspiration.

I think dying is going to be a blast. Pure fun, great comfort - an exciting trip back "home" to familiar surroundings.

Anything in life makes sense only in the context of a bigger picture, pointing way back before our birth, and way ahead beyond our imagination. Especially if we believe in any scriptural truths - the concept of multiple reincarnations stands without doubt. In order to find the way back to our true nature in the likeness of our creator, we simply need to learn our lessons in many, many classes called life times.

I believe that in between our life cycles we are allowed to rest and to recuperate from the stresses of our third-dimensional existence, which is the "Hell" everyone is talking about.

"Hell" means we are separated from God/Allah/Jehova, or Him/Her/Whatever. "Heaven" means we are close to our creator. "Hell" and "Heaven" aren't places - they are states of consciousness.

Theoretically, we can experience "Heaven" on Earth.

I cannot teach anyone else my state of consciousness, and neither can this happen the other way around. I can only share my experiences, and possibly inspire someone else in their quest for higher consciousness - and vice versa.

There - this is what I think. Now let's explore what others have to say...

"Well, gentlemen, you are about to see a baked Appel."
George Appel, d. 1928, executed in electric chair in New York

"How about this for a headline for tomorrow's paper? French fries."
James French, d. 1966, executed in electric chair in Oklahoma

"I'd rather be fishing."
Jimmy Glass, d. 1987, executed in electric chair in Lousiana

The old priest on his Washington, D.C. death bed expressed his last wish: "I would really like to see the Clintons before I die!" Bill and Hillary sensed a great photo-op and agreed to the visit. Asked why he wanted to see them, the dying priest replied: "I have always tried to pattern my life after Jesus Christ - and He died between two lying thieves!"

George Bush receives his daily briefing and is told by Donald Rumsfeld: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were kiled!" Bush exclaims: "That's terrible!" Everyone in the Oval Office is stunned at the President's display of emotions, until he looks up and asks: "How many is a brazillion?"