The following excerpt is from
The Stars Still Shine: An Afterlife Journey
by Robert Murray.
While watching The Kennedy Center Honors, I was impressed
by the performers. I can understand why people love to watch live performances.
The music surrounds you. A rhythm gets inside you and doesn't let go. Performers
have to perform.
Entertainers attract entertainers and many of them live
in the same space in the Afterlife. There are no outward limits to this
town where Michael lives, yet it appears as a small town to everyone who
lives there and to those who visit. To those who live there, it's simply
called the Town. It has a central park with a gazebo, paths, ponds, well-trimmed
bushes, and trees--lots and lots of trees. There are no statues of any
kind--no monuments to man or woman.
The streets are like avenues; wide, clean, and elegant.
They are lined with many different types of houses, shops, stores, and
small apartments. No malls are to be found anywhere near this town. Every
building has a personality of its own. Flowers are lovingly cared for and
each tree remains a classic living specimen. The local hospital is simply
called the Infirmary. It is a multi-story modern looking brick building
that faces the park. The Infirmary is unique because it has no emergency
entrance. There is a driveway around the back of the building, but it is
This town has an Opera House, a grand theater that would
outshine any building on Earth. Of course, it has the Club, a showcase
night club, small on the outside and large on the inside. A large Library
houses a museum and archives.
Near the park and Infirmary is the River, which flows
gently past the wharves, docks, and gradually sloping shore line. River
boats, barges, and pleasure craft can be seen as they move and work, giving
immense pleasure to those who see them and those who use them. The River
flows into the Ocean, a unique body of water that has no distant shore
and has beautiful, light sandy beaches. Around a rocky point is a cove
with the grandest surf and a beach with greyish black volcanic sand.
A sense of peace and tranquility flows over the whole
town. People can be seen walking these streets day and night, all appearing
to walk with a purpose and happiness. These people appear very solid, dressed
in street clothes. Their shoes are of various colors and shapes and some
even have high heels. A few people wear hats. No one is floating around
and not one pair of wings can be seen on anyone.
People pass stores, shops, and restaurants or drop in
and buy something to eat, things to wear, or something for their homes.
Victorian style gas street lights give off a soft yellow glow at night.
The streets are very clean and everyone takes pride in the way the Town
This is but a brief description of Paradise.
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Foreword by Richard D. Wright |
Introduction by Lynn (Michael's Wife) |
Introduction by Robert Murray |
Message: Michael, June 9, 1997 |
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