Heavenly Bernina Express

Even in my old age, I kept rolling a film all day long.
I don't know if there is something I want to capture or not, but once I hold a camera in my hand, I have a habit of rolling it without stopping. It was 40 years ago that I started using a camera as a hobby, but by some chance, I was able to go abroad for work.

Originally, when I was in Europe for a long time, I spent a lot of time working taking images of railroads. Even though it was a railroad, the scenery around me was beautiful, the Bernina Express was colorful, and I think I've already made 50 round trips in my life. The sightseeing in Lauterbrunnen is also very wonderful. Although I have fewer opportunities to go abroad these days because of the recession, I still look forward to going abroad once a year with my wife and daughter.

I will probably pass away in a few years. When I do, I often fantasize about how I would like heaven to be more beautiful than Switzerland.

Then one day, my body stopped working for a few days. I didn't tell anyone, but my kidneys were not doing well. I wondered if I had finally come to the end of my days. But when I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but see images of Switzerland. I was feeling somewhat better with my eyes closed, so I decided to take the Bernina Express again in my dream.

The Bernina Express seemed to be getting further and further away from the ground, even though the mountains were very beautiful. Before I knew it, I was above the clouds. Surprisingly and unexpectedly, I felt very happy. Could this be the other world?

It seems that I am in the other world, but for some reason there is no one around me who looks like a human being. What does this mean? Am I alone in the wrong place? No, no. Perhaps this is a reward for taking so many pictures, and the spirits of Switzerland are offering this place to me as a pre-human world before I go to heaven for a year. The reason why I found this strange is that one day I saw a tiny little person, who could hardly be called a human being, breathing a little sleep at my feet. I wondered, "What's going on? I wondered, but then my eyes met his. Oh, what a surprise! Well, well, well. The dwarf was not allowed to appear while I was around, but he sometimes sleeps, too. Apparently, he had overslept and appeared at a time when I was awake.

I promised the dwarf that I would pretend not to have seen him.
That way I could stay in this strange Swiss-like fantasy for another year. And that's fine. I think that is good.

The afterlife is designed to reproduce the things we cherish most in this world. I am very happy to send this hint from heaven.