Half of the time I look forward to my death, it doesn’t scare me since I don’t see the real point of my life, what scares me is if my agony would be slow and painful.
But then what? I just stop existing and it’s like I fell asleep? Do I see light? Darkness? Nothing? What is nothing?
Try taking a dmt trip. That often is described as feeling like dying, it’s a strange other dimension but somehow feels familiar. Also the brain dumps a load of dmt at the moment of death. But that’s just the dying stage, the actual dead stage, nothing because the brain has stopped working.
My wife and I have discussed contingency plans for what to do if there’s an afterlife. If one of us ends up in a good place and the other in a bad place, we’re both determined to do whatever is necessary to meet in ideally a middle place or whichever place will take both of us otherwise. If we become spirits that walk the earth unseen by mortals, we’ll meet in the desert where we had our wedding. If we are forced to reincarnate, we will attempt to bargain to reincarnate as the same species within a small enough geographical distance that we can likely meet again.
you become dead
My conscience ends.
If the materialists are right, the atoms I’m made of end up reforming my conscience into another mortal coil as a matter of statistics.
If they’re wrong and there’s a spirit that’s not bound to the material world, I end up living inside another hull that accepts consciousness. Repeatedly. Could be human, alien, or that of an animal.
If that happens, I want to live in a world that respects all consciousness.
Likely just stop existing probably a good thing honestly. Though I do have this thinking sometimes that Earth is actually hell since we have the freedom to do anything. God won’t bother us here no matter how you prey. While heaven on the other hand means no freedom and complete order, god interacts there. We either came from there already or just randomly sorted and if we die here that is it.
I’m pretty sure your bodily functions all shut down and then you’re incapable of experiencing whatever happens to your cadaver. Some people might be a little sad about it for a while and then the same will happen to them.
What I think or what I hope?
I think it will be just like before I was born. I will become nothing.
I hope that I’m wrong and I will be reunited with my loved ones.
Nothing, just like the thing you experienced before you were born.
Each breath is slower than before, your mind enters a mist, friends surround you but not you, they are distant
You focus, focus once more, your pupils dilate as you stare into your first born daughter, then onto your grandson, they seem almost frozen, their mouths move to talk yet it’s incomprehensible
Their lips slap together at an excruciatingly slow pace, then as a final pang of pain enters around your chest, you feel your time stop
The mist encroaches further.
I’ll be in the same place I was before I was born.
The mind is what the brain does .
When the brain stops doing, the mind stops being.
There is no darkness, there isn’t even nothing, because there’s no you to experience it.
Where do the ripples on a pond go if the water dries up? There are no ripples, because there’s no longer a pond for them to be on.
There is no darkness, there isn’t even nothing, because there’s no you to experience it.
It’s such a weird concept to get our heads around but this is it, and I personally find it quite comforting. It’s just very hard to explain why!
Either nothing or everything.
When you die you simply wake up in the nearest universe where you didn’t die.
Death is an objective event. It never happens subjectively.
In everyone else’s experience, you die. Your body becomes a corpse and you are no longer there.
In your own experience, you don’t die. The gun doesn’t fire. The car crash never happens. You somehow walk away from the train derailment. Your cancer clears up.
Death exists for other people, never for the self.
Eventually, you become the only living human. You are eternal.
After millions of years, you accumulate enough power to create new people. You do this so you don’t have to be alone. You are now God.
Our soul is weighed against a feather by the holy mother. Not like Mary or whatever, the real all powerful 5th dimension all is one in time and space holy mother.
If our soul tips the scale against one’s favor then you are reincarnated… you’re reincarnated into tge sane family however the dynamics keeps changing each time you’re born. You’re sister might be your brother next time and you’re a wife in one life then maybe a fatherless uncle in the next. Anyway once we achieve enlightenment, we are given a choice, stop the cycle or keep going
But it’s a really heavy feather.
Wait… you all don’t know?
