Even after death, My soul still beats. Even in death, my soul remains active. It's as if my spirit is flourishing, despite leaving my physical body behind. I sense the pulsing rhythm of my soul, constantly reminding me that there is more to life than what we see in our daily existence. Maybe death is simply a transition from one form of existence to another, and our soul persists on its journey to new experiences and adventures. Regardless of the truth, I take comfort in the fact that my soul beats on, connecting me to the universe and all its enigmas. It is comforting to acknowledge that feeling. Even though our physical body may have departed from this world, our soul persists and flourishes, constantly enriching our essence. This perpetual rhythm serves as a reminder of the vastness of existence beyond our mundane lives. Maybe death is simply a transition to another form of existence, where we carry on with the exploration and experience of new things. Nevertheless, it is reassuring to know that our soul remains connected to the universe and all its enigmas.