Mistress Death and I have a strained relationship; and in my journey of faith I have been unknowingly venerated into someone who can be called upon.
If I have rebuked my mistress twenty three times; then she has rebuked me forty six times; as such it leaves me into a curious situation.
I am not allowed to die, or rather, cannot die until it is deemed the time to do so; which is determined by the eternal Unity of All Things.
Even at that given time, the mistress may simply meander, taking her time out of stone hearted spite for all the time she and I have spent together. (To rebuke Death in her own court, in her own home; is like inviting over your crush to your room and confessing to them, only to have them tell you they don't like you)
So my physicality will linger for a while, knowing my dear mistress, she'll find ways to prolong that suffering of physicality.
However there is a second issue; and that is of faith. Awareness doesn't end with Physicality, this is part of my dogma; of which is actually making strides of progress. It would seem my meditative states and the things encountered have left behind an image; as now I have been written into codex of sigils and seals.
So even when my Physicality fails me, and I begin my journey to reunite with the great Unity of All Things; I will be interrupted by those who call upon me, without a Physical form to keep me from refusing calls.
I'll be alive in both ways for awhile, until all things Physical have passed, or go Dumb. Then I can return to my home within the great Unity and All Things, to rest and sleep.