In death, as in life, there is no barrier, save what man creates. For as in all things, there is the ultimate challenge, which holds the possibility, the opportunity for re-birth. In all things, including and most importantly death, the seeds of life are always, all ways present. Life is a never-ending cycle of creation, maintenance and destruction, leading again to creation. Death and birth, since man marked time and before, have been holding hands. It is only our blindness, our fear that prevents us seeing what lies beyond. Death therefore, is the ultimate transcendence, allowing us in our humanness, eyes open, to see past the veil and witness proof that new adventure awaits in the great, great yonder, by and by.