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Your brother loves you. He wants you to know that we are eternal. There is not life and death. There is life and life. Consciousness cannot be destroyed. The soul is aware. Instead of seeing him with your eyes, you will have to feel for him in your thoughts. You will know when you are receiving a thought versus sending out a thought. God feels good, the devil/doubt feels bad. ALWAYS. God's love feels good. God would not make us love and then take that away. We are ETERNAL. Your brother feels happy as fuck right now. He has clear view of the events unfolding from a massively broader point of view and he has clarity. He also has absolutely zero pain. No bills, no problems, no drama, no worries and he knows ALL IS WELL. When we die, we will know the same and we won't worry about those mourning us on Earth because we know everything is GLQRIQUS and God is ALWAYS good. There is no death. That's some fucked up luciferian shit they want us to believe. It hurts for that reason. It's a lie. Your brother doesn't want you to hurt. He wants you to trust and to have faith. He wants you to feel good and be happy. Love doesn't hurt.. thoughts that are not aligned with the truth are what hurt. U think we die, so it hurts. Pain means the opposite is true. Every time. No exceptions ever. ALWAYS. That is God's Law. Anyway, he loves you and wants you to feel good. They always come to us in our dreams to let us know they're ok. In our dreams, we are more open to receive without any programming or beliefs that block it, they speak to us through our minds but they don't need a physical mouthpiece to do it. Because we were conscious before we decided to come into our little baby bodies and be born here. We are eternal. Your brother is not at the grave and he is not dead. He is aware just as you and everyone else here, except he is happy as fuck because he has zero problems. He just feels love and bliss and he knows all is well. They don't think like we do on the other side because we complicate shit by having doubt and fear.