Death here in the physical realm. We must realize at some point in life we are super spiritual beings walking around in flesh, bone and blood avatars and we return where we came from at what I truely believe is a pre ordained or appointed time. We return where we really belong. Many people will disagree or never understand this.
Mary Shelley 1797-1851 English writer, Shelley had an unhappy childhood after her mother Mary Wollstonecraft died. Aged 16 she ran away to Europe with the poet Percy Bysshe. One summer they shared a house in Switzerland with othe poets and thinkers including Lord Byron. While there Mary wrote one of the most famous horror stories of al time, about a student called Frankenstein and the terrible monster that he created
The Polygon London Somers Town where Mary Shelley Frankenstein Author was Born