Death

[Ashlastic]

This has been a very recent debate within myself, as my aunt has recently died and it has been on my mind increasingly. What happens when we die? How does it feel to die? Is this life really our last? Probably one of the oldest debates, but still worth discussing.

[Bri :D]

Everything in your body stops working, including the brain. MEANING whoever you were ceases to exist; your personality, memories, thoughts, etc. And your body decomposes and fertilizes the soil (well, what's left of you after the bugs getcha.)

THE END.

Beautiful eh?

[Euphemia Fenrir Lewis]

I'm actually surprised no one brought this up sooner.

none of us can really know for sure what happens, but I think there is something. I'm not exactly sure what but I think there is something. Another thought (though this one's a little more negative). My friend once said "Why can't life just stop? We believe that when we smash a fly it just stops and it doesn't keep on living, why can't we believe it for us?" She had a good point. I think some people just can't grasp there mind around the cocept of ending. I still think there's something else though. I mean, why can't there be?

[TeHnErDbLoGgErS Marf]

I had a few deaths in my family, and I can honestly say, who knows?

Maybe there is something after death. Doesn't matter what one thinks it is. Reincarnation, Heaven, Valhalla? It's a matter of personal opinion.

For me, and this is just me, I think death is like turning into a fine mist. If you die of something painless, such as a heart attack you don't feel, or dying in your sleep, you feel nothing. If you die of something painful, then you're very last moment alive is a sharp burst of pain. Then everything is gone. All fear, worry, stress, and memories are gone. You float, observe, and learn. When you feel you have learned all there is to know, such as how to talk to birds or how flowers talkt o eachother, then you have the choice to turn into something else, and retain this knowledge, or return to a human form and begin again as another life. It may seem like I think about this alot, but I don't. I just take what I can at the moment and save it for myself.

Some people may say there is an end to everything, and others can't grasp the end (sorry Euphemiua, but I need to mention it because you brought it up.) If our families retain memories of who we are, and what we did in life, does the idea of us ever really end? Or is it just our physical forms?

And that brings up an even morepuzzling question, does the UNIVERSE, the whole of everything, really end? Really exsist?

Who knows. I would say death is the most personality and self-based question there is.

[Iain Watters]

Sorry for your loss Ashlastic. Personally I find the romanticised idea of heaven too good to believe, meeting up with deceased family and friends and sitting around drinking wine with God on a cloud is just a bit too perfect. We all know life isn't perfect and we all know life isn't fair, so I struggle to believe that any afterlife should be any different. I do think there is an afterlife, I just think eternal bliss and universal love is asking a bit too much, I mean can anyone honestly say they deserve that?