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?
My wife and I have discussed contingency plans for what to do if there's an afterlife. If one of us ends up in a good place and the other in a bad place, we're both determined to do whatever is necessary to meet in ideally a middle place or whichever place will take both of us otherwise. If we become spirits that walk the earth unseen by mortals, we'll meet in the desert where we had our wedding. If we are forced to reincarnate, we will attempt to bargain to reincarnate as the same species within a small enough geographical distance that we can likely meet again.
Try taking a dmt trip. That often is described as feeling like dying, it's a strange other dimension but somehow feels familiar. Also the brain dumps a load of dmt at the moment of death.
But that's just the dying stage, the actual dead stage, nothing because the brain has stopped working.
If the materialists are right, the atoms I'm made of end up reforming my conscience into another mortal coil as a matter of statistics.
If they're wrong and there's a spirit that's not bound to the material world, I end up living inside another hull that accepts consciousness. Repeatedly. Could be human, alien, or that of an animal.
If that happens, I want to live in a world that respects all consciousness.
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.
Likely just stop existing probably a good thing honestly. Though I do have this thinking sometimes that Earth is actually hell since we have the freedom to do anything. God won't bother us here no matter how you prey. While heaven on the other hand means no freedom and complete order, god interacts there. We either came from there already or just randomly sorted and if we die here that is it.
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
Nothing. Was in the hospital for a heart attack last year, my heart stopped for 8 seconds. I was 100% completely unaware. Was told later what had happened.
Over 4 minutes for me. Can confirm, no concept of time. I slowly became aware of a noise that turned out to be my own breath from chest compressions. Then I became present again.
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
yeah all the same things could happen after death you don't remember now. It is what it is. The universe does not really care how we interpret entropy.
Nothing. However, I don't think most people quite grasp the meaning of that. Kind of how they think that before the big bang there was just empty space. No, empty space is not nothing. There's no empty space, there's no time, there's nothing. By definition it cannot be experienced. Experience simply ends. It's as if nothing ever happened. The universe could just as well have never existed.
The more optimistic theory is that consciousness is in a way immortal. You can only experience being, not not-being. It's kind of how when you go under general anesthesia and then wake up it's quite unlike sleeping. When you've slept you have the sense of time having passed in between. With general anesthesia this is not the case. One moment you feel sleepy and then you wake up in another room. From your subjective experience you never lost consciousness to begin with. Whose to say that something similar doesn't happen with death. Instead of experience ending it just moves elsewhere. It's a pretty difficult concept to explain but it's somewhat similar to the idea of quantum immortality.
I don't know what - if anything- comes after. But I do like the Buddhist analogy of death being like a wave falling back into the sea. The wave is gone but the matter and energy that constituted it survives and are eventually repurposed for the formation of another wave. Or a bird, or a tree, or some other part of the natural world.
When you die, your brain dumps dopamine and you enter a euphoric state in the brief moments before you’re technically dead.
Time is relative for every entity, according to the theory of general relativity. I posit that as you die, your personal timeline extends to infinity. The state of euphoria is therefore permanent to you, the experiencer. It’s not heaven, but for you it might feel like it.
I have an opinion on this, but it saps all the fun out of the discussion when the question is asked by someone who gets no enjoyment out of their life. I'd rather you get professional mental health than have a bunch of people on the Internet assure you that death will be the end of your suffering.
I think i'll just stop existing at some point. Maybe there'll be some pseudo visual sensations ('light') as I die but other than that I don't expect any kind of 'after life'.
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
I think we shouldn't be scared of death but still try to enjoy our limited lifetime as much as we can. If you feel depressed continously, I can only advise you to seek help. Life shouldn't be like that. If you have friends or family that you trust, tell them how you feel. In case you don't, that's okay. You may reach out to professional organisations or helplines instead. :)
If my partner is still alive, then she would be very sad. Likewise my older siblings. God, I hope my parents aren't alive to see it - that would suck for them. My best bud would also be pretty torn up (we've lived within a few blocks of each other for most of the last three decades, and get together at least once a week). There's also an old ex who if they're still around, I can count on a great eulogy from them. Makes me wish I could stick around just to see that.
Unless it's a particularly horrible death, I don't think anyone would be dangerously sad. I'm insured to the hilt, so there should be enough to go around to cover expenses, including my partner's current level of comfort.
From my perspective, it's likely to be a big nothing (I would be very surprised otherwise). But I've never really put much stock in individual consciousness: sure I may be stuck to this one perspective because of how brains work, so it's the only consciousness I can truly know, but it's not the only one. The others (like other other people) will keep going after this one ends. The biggest changes are going to be in the social and legal dimensions of my former life.
I believe it's very similar to falling asleep, and you may even tap into a dreamlike state of consciousness depending on your circumstances. Eventually, your self awareness stops and fades into nothingness. What you see if anything at all, and what your perception of time is or how self aware of the situation you are will depend a lot on the circumstances of the death and your individual make up, the same way not everyone dreams the same way or even remembers dreaming at all.
I think there will be some sort of re-incarnation. Like not religiously, but like as property of science that we still have yet to discover.
Like I do not believe in dieties, and I don't have any religions, but I think there are some "energy" that makes up "you" and when you die, that "energy" kinda just float around like the many cosmic particles that goes around the universe randomly. Since there's gravity on Earth, this "energy" likely aren't gonna go outside of the Earth. So that "energy" will randomly find it's way into a living being when its bring conceived, very likely somewhere nearby the location of your death.
Like think about it.
Are you really only gonna exist once.
Dead for billions of years --> Alive Now --> Dead for the rest of eternity?
OR
Dead --> Alive --> Dead again --> Alive again --> ... (repeating forever)
I mean, you won't remember anything, its like you are a camera that is recording (aka: experiencing existence), but you lose the SD card (memories) at every re-incarnation.
Okay I know I sound like I'm inventing another religion 😅, but like scientists didn't even know about atoms and the electron confugurations until like the last few hundred years, who knows... maybe eventually we'll find the secret "energy" of life 🤷♂️
So TLDR: I believe you get get "re-incarnated" as a random living being near where you died.
(I mean... it's a great way to deal with death anxiety. So maybe I just re-invented religion again 🙃)
Edit: So I guess, if you are gonna believe my theory, your goal in life should be to pass on as much knowledge you can gather. Write an autobiography, document your entire life. Archive every news story, and media, movie, TV shows, games, anything you enjoyed or anything you think other people should know. Imagine you are attempting to pass this knowledge on to a future re-incarnation of yourself.
But then what? I just stop existing and it’s like I fell asleep?
If you're asking about your cognitive state, it's like a process or event that ends. Like if you roll a ball down a hill and the ball stops bc it's at the bottom of the hill. The ball's still there but the process of the ball rolling is over.
what scares me is if my agony would be slow and painful.
To some people it's helpful if they read up on things like palliative care and hospice care. To other people it makes things worse to think about it, but personally I found it comforting to know that there are options and procedures to handle that.
I have two sets of beliefs here. There's what I rationally believe based on what I know, and there's the story I'll be telling myself for comfort if I know the end is soon (and I think benefits me in day to day life too)
The experience of death and if anything comes after is inherently kind of unknowable and if there was a truth to know I don't think human minds could comprehend it. Even if the answer is nothing, I can't comprehend experiencing nothing. When consciousness lapses we only have what we experience before and after to contrast it to. So I have to live life with the understanding that I will die and I can't know what that will be like until it happens.
That being said, we really don't know anything about how consciousness is connected to our physical forms, and we don't know that experience ends after death, either. Especially when you consider time may not be linear in the way we perceive it. The closest thing I have to a belief would be some form of reincarnation, where consciousness would resume in another life in another time. Maybe every life is the same consciousness reborn an uncountable number of times. I can't say I believe this per se, more that it's just as possible as any other theory, and it'd be a comfortable delusion to pass on with. it helps me feel closer to others too.
I guess my main point is go play Outer Wilds (and its DLC) if you haven't gotten to it yet. It helped me grapple with a lot of this and even if I'm still scared of the end, I no longer find it overwhelmingly distressing.
I think this is probably a dream. Who knows what's on the other side. Animals are really good at experiencing severe pain and forgetting about it. I wouldn't worry about that. Life is a joke, so laugh at it.
If you believe your self, your awareness, your consciousness are manifestations of neurons firing in a brain, then as soon as those stop, you cease to be.
I believe that those neurons are a sort of radio signal, and that the self as I know it is a kind of wave transmitted from some time/place. When the body dies and the brain dies with it, I believe that connection is gone, and that signal is lost, but that the time/place from which the signal originated still exists. This doesn't indicate that I, the self, still am somehow alive or exist in some other way, the specific manifestation of myself as who I an is gone in this case, but I do take some solace in the fact that the signal that propagated the awareness of my own being still goes on.