We also learn proper punctuation and cease writing run-on sentences.
Well, I appreciated it!
Yup. And I’m really okay with that. If you think about it, we are reunited with our loved ones in this way. And everyone else’s loved ones. And everything else.
Well, it depends if I die in battle or not and even then it’s a coin flip between Valhalla and Folkvangr.
Wow, such beautiful and insightful words. You could almost be another Shakespeare.
I don’t believe in an afterlife.
I have relatives who, when they were alive, I tried to avoid if at all possible. Why would I want to hang out in the afterlife with them?
I have no clue and don’t believe anyone who tries to tell me.
Ain’t gonna happen, no way, so best just to get over it. Do you personally remember what it was like 100 years ago? 1000 years ago? A million? It will be like that.
Sometimes, I think there’s a Big Crunch and you get to relive your life over and over endlessly. Other times, I think we are just reincarnated into some other being, for better or worse, depending on how we live our lives. Still other times, I feel like my soul lives on in others with whom I have made an impact.
I realize that all of that is mostly wishful thinking or otherwise innocuous. Death is a very scary thing to think about. I don’t want to die.
To find out if souls exists, it would make good sense to investigate where they go at the same time. Who knows, it may turn out easier to answer that question first. Then, to see if souls exist, just go there and look around to see if there are souls there.
We cease to exist, but our transporter clones continue on in the greater matrix. 
The grave’s a fine and private place
But none, I think, do there embrace.
The universe continues to exist without you.
The good news is there’s no Hell. The bad news is there’s no Heaven either.
I would like to believe there is, but there is no way to prove it until it’s too late. At best, I would hope that as I die my brain begins hallucinating some kind of pleasantries to give the last few moments of conscious “me” hope to distract me from the fact that I won’t exist much longer - I’ve heard that’s one theory of what might actually be happening, and account for “near death experiences”.
My fervent desire for some type of afterlife is totally selfish - I want to know how things (anything from the current football season I happen to be dying during to the end of the Universe) turn out, and not knowing would and does drive me nuts.
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That was incredible! Have you considered taking up writing?
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I own up. I didn’t actually write that, I just translated it from Klingon.
I’m inclined to believe the theory that it’s a last-ditch survival mechanism, trying to find something in your memories that might help you live a little longer. The last thing (heh) your brain would want to do is to distract you from your death; it makes sense that it would be trying to prevent it.
My mom is a “believer” and is terrified to die. I think we just cease to be, and I’m not frightened in the least. Weird.
Yeah, I’ll bring it in to this thread…if you get to meet Jeezus and all your dead relatives when you die, and heaven is so frikking great, why do believers even bother going to the doctor after age 50? Why do chemo? Why get treated for anything? You’re going to HEAVEN, bro!!
Where does the flame go when you blow out a candle? I think that is what happens to us. No afterlife that I know of.
Our Karmas(actions\deeds) carry forward to next births in the form of sub-conscious mind. We get to *Nirvana *(state of self-realization) when we are devoid of karma, we get out of the cycle of birth n death at this point.
I like this theory.