You see, the whole "spirit" business falls apart upon close inspection. You're going to die, Iacchus. We all are. And when we do, we will never be alive again. So my advice is to get busy living and stop concerning yourself with immortality. You've only got one life. Don't waste it.
“But don’t you think there must be something more,
Some subtle spirit, powering the mind?”
We've heard the question many times before;
I don’t know what Iacchus hopes he'll find,
But…No, I don’t see why this must be so;
It’s merely wishful thinking, and the fear
Of death, which comes to everyone, we know,
A final fact which could not be more clear.
With just one life to live, it is our duty
Not to waste our time in fruitless tasks
But always to appreciate the beauty,
Beauty which mere superstition masks.
There is no spirit lingering past death;
So live, and love, and laugh, while you have breath.