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?
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.
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.
Nothing, just like the thing you experienced before you were born.
I’ll be in the same place I was before I was born.
Either nothing or everything.
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!
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?
The simlutation terminates.
Sweet, silent oblivion.
If I’m wrong I’m gonna go full on Karen on whatever jackass is in charge.
The connections in my brain that made me me will fail and I will cease to exist, same as before I existed.
I know that the people who love you will miss you.
Your brain stops firing and you’re gone. You don’t exist anymore. Your body starts to rot.
