Can anyone hear of it and not shudder to think what the bitter weariness and discontent of life and a reckless desire to be free of it at any cost may plunge the soul into.
If those on earth would be truly merciful to the suicide they would cremate his body―not bury it―that the soul may―by the speedy dispersal of the particles―be the sooner freed from such a prison.
The soul of a suicide is not ready to leave the body―
It is like an unripe fruit and does not fall readily from the material tree, which is nourishing it.
A great shock has cast it forth, but it still remains attached until the sustaining link should wither away.
―Spirit Franchezzo
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