Death

[Guest Eagan469]

Now I've always felt the subject of death to be taboo. When you talk about it with people, religion always gets factored in and the conversation turns to "who is really right?".

 

The fact is, when we go we will simply no longer exist, and that scares the bulshit out of me. I will die. Now, I'm 18, and I live an active lifestyle so I shouldn't be getting all worked up over this. I am not a very religious person, but I believe if there is a heaven I should avoid the "insanely super bad" things in order to get there. I'm not the kind of guy to stop and thank Jesus every 20 minutes, but in certain situations I do pray.

 

See how I said this would turn to religion

 

Anyways, as to the subject of heaven and "God", I believe there HAS to be a reason we are here on earth, living as highly sophisticated beings. Whether it's for religion or not, you have to wonder why we're so damn intelligent and our world is so complicated.

 

I also find it strange how we are taught in school that people in earlier civilizations were wrong in their being polytheistic. How are we suddenly correct when the only thing most of us trust is a book that may or may not be legitimate.

 

There are so many questions that will never be answered in our lifetime. My big one is what is "space" and where the hell did it come from. It's just so amazing and surreal if you think about it.

 

That's just my opinion.

[Guest caboose]

I need to be stoned before I tackle such a subject at great length.

However I will offer this one piece of advice:

 

Don't live your life in fear of death, for death is ultimately your friend. It will end all pain, and bring back to you those who meant most to you.

 

Yes, I do believe in the afterlife.

[Guest Will Scarlet]

I usually find death being akin to sleep. It's like sometimes I fall asleep, and I have no clue what happens until I wake up. It's not like I am even dreaming, I am basically ceasing to exist for like 6 hours.

 

Either that or I will get caught in some sort of "dream" world. It's like when I am dreaming, I rarely realize it. Heck, if I just was in a dream eternally, I doubt I would even realize I was dreaming.

 

Of course, I would have no clue what the world would be like, or how it feel to just cease to exist, but it is a fascinating concept.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

We all die too soon. Death, aside from being an incredibly excellent band that really started an entire scene, is also a wake-up call to the living. Life doesn't last forever. You're not promised a tomorrow, so live for today.

[Guest B-X]

I have this irrational fear that I will die when I am 19 years old. It stems back to a period in my life when the number 19 kept manifesting itself over and over again in different situations, and I took it as a sign that 19 was the death year for me.

 

I was 8 then, but I still can't shake that damned thought.

 

I turned 19 years old 15 days ago....

 

So we'll see.

[Guest Vitamin X]

So there are 2 ways to look at life, from some peoples' points of view...

 

1. Stay fit, eat well, die anyways

 

2. You only get one body and one life, so why fuck it up?

[Guest hardyz1]

I sometimes think about death, and it creeps me out just because of the uncertainty of what will happen. I don't know if there is an afterlife, but I certainly hope there is.

[Guest SP-1]

I think I have dealt with death. Though anything I add would have a religious tint to it and I don't feel like that can of worms right now.

[Guest Retro Rob]

I wouldn't say I fear death. Hell, whenever I see those really old people who can't do anything for themselves, I always think about how I would rather be dead than dependent on people to live my life for me. I don't believe in an afterlife, but I do think that eventually you get to a point in your life where you've simply had enough. For me, that will be if I live long enough to go senile.

 

As for staying fit or living it up and looking like shit, personally I like to look good, which is the reason why I try to stay in good shape.

[Guest Choken One]

Death does scare the shit out of me, Simply because I don't know what exists after wards..

 

The cold truth is...Nothingness is what lurks after Death. We all like to convince ourselfs that when we die we'll all ascend to this wonderful place and meet our family and friends again. Bullshit. We simply Rot.

 

It's the sad truth and I wish I could believe other wise...Heaven doesn't physically exist nor does Hell...No Book will ever convince me otherwise.

 

My Best Friend was dead for a couple of minutes and he claims there was NOTHINGLESS. "The Light" isn't really a light...it's more of a visual of your brain shutting down.

 

It's scary to think that right now we're living and breathing and maybe in 15 minutes...I'll have a Heart Attack or I'll get robbed and murdered...or A motherfucking Airplane crashes right into my office and impacts me.

 

The hardest question i think of is this....

 

Would I want to Die first or have my wife die first? I couldn't imagine not having her with me but I can't bear the fact She'll be all alone without me...Which Is why I secrectly hope we both die together.

[Guest IDrinkRatsMilk]

Would I want to Die first or have my wife die first? I couldn't imagine not having her with me but I can't bear the fact She'll be all alone without me...Which Is why I secrectly hope we both die together.

I suppose that's where the murder suicide pact comes in.

 

But anyway, death ain't shit. Personally I don't believe in any afterlife, and as such, I really can't be afraid of it. When I'm dead, it's not going to bother me that I'm dead.

[Guest Choken One]

I do not agree with Murder Suicide Pacts...I figure...Let nature take it's course...

[Guest KingOfOldSchool]

Let me say first off, that I'm pretty desensitized to death, myself being through the funerals of lots of family members, my father included a few years ago. And the thing about me is that I don't remember reacting to these deaths at all, at least not in the way that most others do.

 

Onto what happens after death. I believe that this life is all we have, so you might as well do your best to enjoy it. Because once we die, that's it. No heaven, no hell, nothing.

 

I'm not too afraid of my own death either, for whatever reason. My only concern is that I actually do something with my life, so I won't die unfulfilled.

[Guest DrTom]

I believe the "afterlife" is spent either rotting in a box or resting in an urn. I also don't think people should live in fear of death, since it's almost always something you can't control. Don't sweat things you have no control over.

 

As for murder/suicide and all that, I've had two grandparents go thru Alzheimer's, and I have no desire to go down that road myself. I'll eat a bullet before I become a doddering, helpless vegetable.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I'd much rather be incredibly insane, and be a burden to my family. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. Either that, or I want to die in some extravagant freak accident, like getting crushed by some obsolete soviet space junk falling from the sky.

[Guest DrTom]

I'd much rather be incredibly insane, and be a burden to my family. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. Either that, or I want to die in some extravagant freak accident, like getting crushed by some obsolete soviet space junk falling from the sky.

While the latter sounds really cool (though I think I'd prefer a meteorite made of some incredibly rare mineral, like Kryptonite), I can't buy into the former. Having gone thru the burden-on-the-family thing, twice, from the other side, I wouldn't want to inflict that on anyone else. Besides, I like having a sharp mind, and I'd hate to lose it. Eating a bullet is much more appealing than going gaga.

[Paul Stanley 0]

Death scares me.

 

I do hope there is an afterlife, i really do.

 

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[Guest Choken One]

I remember reading a book about how these people were dead and they told about what heaven was like...There were like 18 different people and they all these differens descriptions of Heaven/Hell...

 

Great Book, Can't remember the name though...

 

I hope Heaven is where I can walk around...Visit my old friends and family (some I might never met)...A viewing room where I can watch my Kids/Grandkids grow up...A Special Haven with old wrestling tapes from the start of time to last week's raw...An entire history of music at my hands...I will just sit there with my Fridge stocked with Bud and Mt. Dew with Beef Jerkey and a endless supply of my Mom's Pork Chops....

 

I'll call over some friends and we'll go to a Heaven Wrestling Federation show and watch Owen and Pillman have a 60 minute Iron Man match...night after night.

 

I sincerely hope that if there is a Heaven...this is it.

[Guest ElectricRaccoon]

Death, man. It's kind of heavy, thinking about the outright negation of, well, me. Because assuming the rest of me's gone, my memory's going to be too. Sort of defeats the whole purpose of "living for today" when it's (to the deceased), as if it never happened. Without getting into the subconscious (that'll go with everything else) aspects, is it relevant that you went to Disneyland when you were six if you don't remember it? Apply that to life, and it's kind of a bummer. But, being a good empiricist such as I am, I tend to go with evidence over speculation, and the evidence suggests that it's pretty much <blink> gone.

Any impact I had on people I'll never know about, or at least I'll cease to know when I cease to everything.Theory of consciousness put me in a weird headspace about this, as there are a lot of REALLY convincing, well-reasoned theories out there that make the case that once the neurons stop firing, that's pretty much it. BUt I'm here now, the moment feels good, and I try to groove on it, regardless, but I have to wonder if it really adds up to anything.

Just my luck, though - death is about the only time I'll have some peace and quiet at this rate, and I won't even be able to appreciate it.

[Guest Gamengiri2002]

I haven't been able to come to a satisfactory conclusion about death and the events that follow.

 

I do know this: a month ago, or approaching a timeframe thereof, a good friend of mine was hit by a car and killed at our school... it was the first day she had her license.

 

I figure I have gone through all of the normal greiving motions and have found the will, in some capacity, to move on.

 

I had, until that moment, been a rather devout agnostic; but I know now that I can't believe it is beyond the realm of possibility for me to see her again. I can't believe it and I won't.

 

Maybe it takes something so real and emotional to bring one's self to these conclusions; but I can find worse notions and beliefs to hang onto than one which permits a person the idea that he'll be able to see his loved ones one more time.

 

That's good enough for me, I guess...

[Guest caboose]

I have seen, experienced, read about, heard of too many strange experiences which defy logic to not believe there is something more to this life than science.

 

I'm a Hindu, and while I believe in the afterlife, I do not expect it to be like that which I have been brought up to believe. Not do I expect the afterlife to be similar to Christian, Islamic, Jewish, Buddhist or any other religion's expectations. But I do believe I have a destiny which drives me on for whatever reason I'm yet to know.

 

Example: I passed an individual exam by one point. Had I got one less point I would have failed the exam and failed the subject. Had I got one point more, my overall grade would have been 'B' instead of 'C'. Because I passed at a 'C' I ended up at Northampton University and am enjoying myself having finally got a girlfriend whom I love after a two year dry patch in the love department.

Had I got the 'B' I would have gone to Sheffield University with a friend of mine and my life would have been totally different. The same goes for if I had failed the subjetc. I'd still be at home and probably doing something else completely different.

 

What I'm saying is that with such a small amount of difference in an exam, my life went one way when luck may have dictated otherwise. Something helped me pass, something helped direct me to Northampton where I'm happy after a period of my life I'd sooner forget than talk about.

 

When I think about stuff like that it gives me a very strong feeling that there is something helping us and when we get to the afterlife, we will find our answers.

 

I don't even want to think about me being wrong because the concept of nothing after death is too horrific.

[Guest EricMM]

I really hope they can find some sort of treatment for alzheimers and other deteriorations of the brain.

 

My Grandfather was a totally different person for the last few years of his life, and it was very very trying, to say the least. There aren't that many words, but lets just say that it was hard. I don't know which would be worse, watching someone die from intestine cancer and rot away painfully, or watch someone become a totally different person.

 

My great uncle fell asleep one day and passed on in his sleep. It was surely sad but it was peaceful.

 

Death is always hard to talk about because it is final. Not just death of yourself but death of loved ones, it totally scares me. I mean I know it's not worth worrying about, but it's scary anyways. I just try not to dwell on it, so I don't think I'll post much more on it...