New life after... life as usual.

Today, in the heavy rain, there was a guy walking on the highway. Rather strange to see him there, because it's not allowed. He had a gsm at his ear and was totally wet. I thought he might have been looking for a gas station, but there was no car at the road side. He seemed a bit miserable and lost. Before even thinking to offer him a lift, or whatever, I've come rather far away, so no way to go back.

My next thought was that he could have been considering to commit suicide. Well, somehow I could stop him, but what would be the best way? And would I have the right to interfere? If on the other side he was not intending to, I would seem confused or crazy...

Riding further I found peace with this: next time I'll see someone like this, I'll go out, open my arms as wide as I can, smile as wide as I can and tell the person in question that I'm Angel Peri, but that he can call me John or something. Then I'll explain to him that he has just died and he came here, which is what people on earth call Paradise and that I came to welcome him and help him find his way in his new life. Commiting suicide would not be a problem, because, as he sees, he'll keep coming back all the way untill he gets a better idea.

I suppose that this change of perspective will surprise the person and will take away any bad thoughts and shall refresh his life's outlook by taking away his ultimate escape mechanism for a moment and giving it back in multiple.

Well... that's the kind of thoughts coming in, when one drives too much and alone in rainy days...