Tiny Elvis

I've been thinking about the universe.

And its scale.

And how, things we consider so out of the realm of reality could just be lounging on some galaxy, just beyond our telescopes.

And things we consider impossible are just happening.

Every single day.

Like it's nothing.

Energy is not created or destroyed.

It is transformed.

Or transferred.

Everybody agrees this is true.

What dat mean, tho?

When you die, where's your soul go?

Where's your spirit?

Where's your consciousness?

Is it transformed to another plane of existence?

Or transferred to a corner of our own?

We all go somewhere or turn into something.

But the question is:

Where?

And what?

When your eyes close for the last time, does another's open for the first?

Or does it all continue?

Forever, forever, ever?