You replied to a post that already answered your question, Elsie. Furthermore, I will not die. Only this shell that I walk round in will die. My soul is immortal. I am blessed by HaShem and I don’t need to BUY a ticket.
Psalm 139:
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For Thou hast made my reins; Thou hast knit me together in my mother’s womb.
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I will give thanks unto Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
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My frame was not hidden from Thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
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Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance, and in Thy book they were all written—even the days that were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
I fear NO man.
I fear NO man.
I have no name.
You seek a great fortune, you three who are now in chains.
You will find a fortune, though it will not be the one you seek.
But first... first you must travel a long and difficult road, a road fraught with peril.
Mm-hmm. You shall see thangs, wonderful to tell.
You shall see a... a cow... on the roof of a cotton house, ha.
And, oh, so many startlements.
I cannot tell you how long this road shall be, but fear not the obstacles in your path, for fate has vouchsafed your reward.
Though the road may wind, yea, your hearts grow weary, still shall ye follow them, even unto your salvation.
