“Where does the soul go once it leaves the body?” For religious and philosophical reasons, viewpoints may all differ, but fundamentally, human beings have constantly asked this question. Like a lit matchstick, human life ignites the beauty and ugliness of life intensely and without reserve. The undertaker says, “The more funerals I hold, the more I think that death might not be a period but a comma.

“Where does the soul go once it leaves the body?” For religious and philosophical reasons, viewpoints may all differ, but fundamentally, human beings have constantly asked this question. Like a lit matchstick, human life ignites the beauty and ugliness of life intensely and without reserve. The undertaker says, “The more funerals I hold, the more I think that death might not be a period but a comma.