Death is an absolute marvel.
I love living in Los Angeles.
I played comedies and dramas.
I'm interested in man's march into the unknown but to vomit in space is not my idea of a good time. Neither is a fiery crash with the vomit hovering over me.
Is there a God? There is, but we don't know where. Or who. And, indeed, why.
The conundrum of free will and destiny has always kept me dangling.