Grabbing a bowl of popcorn in one hand and a box of tissues in the other his spirit self, the true self that was not he, curled up snuggling warm on the couch, reaching for the remote control he turned on the evening news (his favorite show). Oh how he loved these humans and their wonderfully mad self-destructive antics; he chuckled to himself.

He realized he had transformed, ascended; he was now spirit lovingly observing the experience of man, rather than body fearfully participating.