Sometimes I wish I finished living and passed on to the next level. Life is like a computer game. You know, you get troubles, you get other things.. You get bonus points, you get levels, promotions...

And one day, you complete one grand level and you pass on to the next.

Wonder what is up there.. Or down... In the next level.

You know, I think we should not call dead people dead. It gives a negative connotation. Probably we should stick to 'passing away'. To a new grand level. Or world. :)