What happens after we die?

[CuriousBird97]

So, this question has been on my mind for some time now. I'd like to know what do you think happens when we die; do we go to Heaven or Hell, do we go into the Summerland or is there no afterlife at all? Or perhaps you believe in reincarnation?

 

[Tamino]

Excellent question.

Well, I think when I die, "I" am gone. I perceive myself as a composite being. There's my body, with all my cells and all those microbes in my belly. There's my mind, with conscious and unconscious bits. There's the animating force in me that keeps it all together and ticking along. But we're all of us a temporary arrangement.

When I die, the coalition of cells and microbes and hormones that forms my body will disintegrate. The cosmic bit of spiritual force that is my Ba-soul will be free and will go on to do whatever it wants to do... merge with the stars, float around, reincarnate somewhere else... I have no idea. The most "Me" that's left is my Ka, my twin-soul, the representation of my individual mind and human biography. My Ka can linger on earth: in the memories of the living, in the texts I've written and the objects I've created, in the genes of my family, in the pictures of me and in my name where it is written down.

I kind of hope that there's a place for my Ka to stay with the gods, as well, if it proves worthy... but I'm not sure. That might be a projection of the living, rather than a reality of the dead. That'd okay for me, too... I have this life to live right now, and I don't worry all that much about what's next.

 

[Hooded_Crow]

We return the elements from which we are made back to the Earth.

In terms of an afterlife or our consciousness continuing in some way, then no. Obviously I can't say that with 100% certainty, but that's my view based on the lack of any evidence. If there is some form of afterlife / continuation, then it should apply to all organisms, not just humans.

 

[Tamino]

If there is some form of afterlife / continuation, then it should apply to all organisms, not just humans.

I agree, I think that this is the most plausible option. We're all the same family of beings, after all.

 

[ChieftheCef]

It's oneness with everything, the Goddess; reality, not any particular cosmology.

You as your brain lives for 5-15 minutes after your death ingest an endogenous chemical dream cocktail that makes eons of seconds, makes one more aware and brings one close to the universal creator and exister, Love, the Abyss, Space, Space-time, Matter-Energy, the Mother of the Dao in tune with the Dao, Sunya(ta), the Underlying Pirnciple, Prime Mover, Nammu, Nuit, etc. You realize all the sacred truths and live lives accordingly.

Now you need to know a bit of cutting edge science. Consciousness is composed of quantum stuff. SO when your body recycles, as all things do, you go back into the Well of Souls, The Abyss, and become one with her. It's like you become Nothingness. You cease your normal existence and merge with the universal consciousness.

 

[Quintessence]

What happens "after" life can be observed on a daily basis - more life. Existence continues. I don't really see it as being any more complicated than that and it's a bit weird to me that so many human cultures are in denial of these routine and normal natural cycles.

 

[Hooded_Crow]

What happens "after" life can be observed on a daily basis - more life. Existence continues. I don't really see it as being any more complicated than that and it's a bit weird to me that so many human cultures are in denial of these routine and normal natural cycles.

This is it exactly. Life goes on. We're all part of the cycle. Nine years ago, I buried my dog on the hill behind my house. Spouting from her grave is the most luxuriant growth of grass. She is part of that. The components that were her now give life to something else.

 

[Quintessence]

This is it exactly. Life goes on. We're all part of the cycle. Nine years ago, I buried my dog on the hill behind my house. Spouting from her grave is the most luxuriant growth of grass. She is part of that. The components that were her now give life to something else.

And through story and song and memory yet other parts of our beloveds go on as well.

 

[ChieftheCef]

And through story and song and memory yet other parts of our beloveds go on as well.

True!

This is it exactly. Life goes on. We're all part of the cycle. Nine years ago, I buried my dog on the hill behind my house. Spouting from her grave is the most luxuriant growth of grass. She is part of that. The components that were her now give life to something else.

Dude, sorry if this comes off wrong, just trying to be friends... Grow something in her next time. She exists for all time! Space-time is what scientists call eternal meaning each moment is a real, functioning moment in space and time. It gives us real reason to be wary of our actions and celebrate life for what it is: a seemingly brief yet lasting forever being being part of the world and yet also being being. The well of souls.

 

[Hooded_Crow]

True!

Dude, sorry if this comes off wrong, just trying to be friends... Grow something in her next time. She exists for all time! Space-time is what scientists call eternal meaning each moment is a real, functioning moment in space and time. It gives us real reason to be wary of our actions and celebrate life for what it is: a seemingly brief yet lasting forever being being part of the world and yet also being being. The well of souls.

Not sure what you mean, ChieftheChef. I was talking about how the elements (carbon, nitrogen etc) have passed from her into the soil and then into the grass. All part of the nutrient cycle.
What do you mean by 'grow something in her next time'?

 

[ChieftheCef]

Not sure what you mean, ChieftheChef. I was talking about how the elements (carbon, nitrogen etc) have passed from her into the soil and then into the grass. All part of the nutrient cycle.
What do you mean by 'grow something in her next time'?

Huh I don't remember what I was saying. Let me remember it.

 

[ChieftheCef]

Not sure what you mean, ChieftheChef. I was talking about how the elements (carbon, nitrogen etc) have passed from her into the soil and then into the grass. All part of the nutrient cycle.
What do you mean by 'grow something in her next time'?

I do not know. I am legally stoned.

 

[ChieftheCef]

Sorry, I'm like super stoned because I just got a new halloween bong really cheap. Kinda awkward, but the Fall harvest season is the best season, not that all seasons aren't basically all as good but there's like festivity and it's not that cold.

 

[ChieftheCef]

True!

Dude, sorry if this comes off wrong, just trying to be friends... Grow something in her next time. She exists for all time! Space-time is what scientists call eternal meaning each moment is a real, functioning moment in space and time. It gives us real reason to be wary of our actions and celebrate life for what it is: a seemingly brief yet lasting forever being being part of the world and yet also being being. The well of souls.

I think I was essentially, too intelligently for even me to know, telling you to do something. Literally.


No, I meant like grow strawberries on her plot of grave


HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

 

[ChieftheCef]

Yeah but you're cat not only lives forever for the comfortable blip in time you gave her because space-time exists always but she also got basically an especially psychedelic dream into her great sleep, going back to become the well of souls, the quantum foam, i.e. background, i.e. space-time, i.e. the god, if that is your particular flavor, a dish with the masculine form of the Goddess, semantics, blah blah blah