Yesterday I was on my way home
from work. My mind always works
overtime. It’s just the way I am.
When I pulled into the frontage
road, I saw a huge line of traffic
on the highway heading south.
My heart sank because I knew it
was a serious accident. A few
miles up, I finally passed over 20
emergency vehicles and a
mangled silver vehicle. I knew the
accident was deadly. Some souls
are lost in death, some move on
to the light, but before that, some
are consumed in other unusual ways.
This art piece was inspired by my
feelings after seeing that accident
scene. I started to wonder…what
if it was our last breath?? Have we
allowed our souls to be consumed
by the things we want before
death? Or is it just easier to die
a slow, symbolic death here on
Earth, waiting for our heavenly
dreams come true?