IokoThePandaFeatured By OwnerNov 27, 2012Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I even donīt know if there is something after the death, but mayby itīs good, that we donīt know that...
I think, there is a live after die. I belive in heaven, and I belive on having another live after dead. I think, Iīm on earth, becouse I have to do something, after doing that, Iīm going to die. Then, I think, I will weak up in heaven and one time... there is another live, with another exercise for me...
I believe that we just become one with the universe and with God. I don't believe hell exists unless you do things to create your own "hell" on earth. Whatever we believe will happen...that's what will happen (to me, anyway).
Your body shuts down, with your brain being the last organ (unless the cause of death is linked to severe brain damage) to go, slowly shutting off every single process your body went through when it was alive. Don't worry, you usually don't feel that because technically, you are already dead.
Blood stops flowing because your heart stops. Your body evacuates any waste it had built up (urine and feces included).
After about half an hour, rigor mortis kicks in, and having someone else close your eyes takes a level in extreme difficulty. This also stops you from being completely dead weight, becoming the stiff zombie-like posture we all recognize, minus the arms hanging outward (...usually).
When all is said and done and assuming you weren't cremated or moved to a completely sterile environment immediately after death, you will rot away slowly as food for the worms, fungi and flies. All that will be left in the end is your skeleton.
As for what happens after you die, as in concerning your consciousness and "soul" of sorts, hell if I know.
It depends on where you are heading. The way I see it, the only finite thing about Death is that you cannot come back to Life through the same doorway you used to leave. Where exactly I'll end up is a good question that I, for now, will leave for my dying moment. But I don't think that Death will stop me from moving On once I've gone and kicked the bucket. I think more of it as an intersection that you're bound to reach eventually.
I think that death is a lot like falling asleep, a peaceful sleep, no matter how you die. Because when you're in pain and dying, once you die, you're relieved of that pain. At first there's nothing, but you wake up in another life with no recollection of the one you just lived.
Sounds like you're a believer of cyclical existence/materialistic reincarnation. If it true, it'd make for a great story or movie. Things evolves with suffering and also enjoyment. You may have been a pet once or a slave once or a ruler once or a philanthropic person... Many sees death as a way to nonexistence.
Maybe. One time my mom and I were talking about that once and she keeps saying I'm a shamanic person, and as this conversation was going, we started thinking that some traits in past lives are preserved. Maybe things that we've learned from that life.
I couldn't ever see as death leading to nonexistence because everything that ends gives way to something new, such as the death of a star giving way to heavier elements needed for life. Then there's the whole preservation of energy and life is an energy so there's no way the life force can just vanish.
The problem with your thesis statement that we learn from the past life assuming materialistic reincarnation is true is that there is no way that memories can be transferred as all memories are vanished upon death meaning you only can have fresh memories.
As for death leading to nonexistence, that's the most likely scenario since the cosmological constant won't even permit things to rebuild. Now, it's possible that a supernova could allow for rooms regarding reincarnation, but the processes makes it very unlikely as the vast majority of the space is not living. If we are living in the big lie and the universe is in fact cyclical, then you may have existed plenty of times before. There isn't any actual knowledge on dark energy and dark matter making the predictions of the death of the universe uncertain until they are figured out.
Decomposition, providing sustenance to insect and plant life, the redistribution of the body's elements into the environment... And procuring the ability to hangout in the lady's locker room unseen, as per the standard adolescent male fantasy.
I've always imagined it as a dream like world that you have some slight control over. In my mind, it's the only thing that makes sense of what different people experience when they briefly die, if we assume even just half of them aren't full of shit.
But, in the end, I don't have any fucking idea what happens.
I had a dream just the other day that went on forever, and I couldn't wake up from it. (I can usually wake myself up at will.) And I kept trying and trying because I knew I was dreaming, then eventually I started to wonder if I was actually dead, and entered the shadow world there was no escaping from, and only the memory of my house to continually dream about forever.
I also feel gravity, mostly, especially on the dream I had last night when for some reason I was on a moving platform connected to the water which kept bumping into the nearby pool wall and it would keep doing this until it knocked over [making me wake up in an uncomfortable position]