What kind of existence after death do you imagine?

this is a precessional information embedded into the qu'ran which has been sold to the unwise/unripe mind as literal 'truth' by the imam who wishes to control their beings. An evil truely. But also seen here in USofA in the case of the righteous clerics here preaching hate that leads to the bombing of little black children in churches in the south.

Fundamentalism is the enemy of thought, relying only on repetition.
Without thought, compassion dies. Without compassion, only a beast is left.

As to the houri's (supposed qu'ranic virgins) don't believe all the lies, investigate it for yourself.

.. though I usually wreak havoc with my mind, thinking about what will happen to me. I mean, will I go to sleep and it's just black. Will I even sense that it's going black and if I do, at what point will I longer sense it - and will I even be able to sense that I'm no longer able to sense that I can'r sense anything.

Just like all those eons before you were born...(unless you rememer them!)

Tucker

.. but at what point would I stop sensing anything? And would I sense that I was no long... oh the heck, I'm giving myself a headache with this stuff..

If it's final, then oh well.

Maybe there's reincarnation.

Maybe it's the end, and the moment's been prepared for...

Who knows?

I'd like to think that my incorporeal self will continue. Most of us do. That's why we imagine all sorts of clever science-fictioney ideas. But I can't. Until I see proof, when we die, we're gone. Snuffed out like a candle after sex.

Carrot juice, carrot juice, carrot juice...

Maybe it is like Dante's Inferno, there are rings of hell. As one gets closer to the center (the worse his/her deeds) the suffering is more pronounced. The inner most ring is for the warmongers, and it is a nuclear winter.

and funnier.

are at least preserved as consciousness with enough indentity (not ego, that resides in the stomach and is linked to the body) to want to come back and say 'hi, how are you? I got here ok.'.

This much I know from direct experience with recently dead people coming back to say they made it fine.

as to the great stream crossing...this is the small raft concept of the kalapas/the indivisible unit and its instant creation/destruction....cross the great stream or in this life, enter it, strength lies there.

I have no proof telling me one way or another what happens to my soul after I die physically.

and that bums me out cause I really don't feel like doing this again.

I'd be more willing to die if I thought I'd just turn *off*. Half of what keeps me going is just not wanting to have to go through puberty again!

Tucker

I guess I will have to wait and see. It doesn't hurt to believe in everything and cover all your bases.

My son died when he was 21 years old. He had cystic fibrosis.

He and I had made a pact, before his death, which no one else knew about except for he and I and, perhaps, two clergymen, whom he asked, before his death, if they thought he could come back to let me know that he was okay, after death. They both told him that they didn't know. The pact was, you guessed it: that he would come back, after death, and let me know that he was okay.

To make a long story short, he came back. Not in some sort of dream; or in a butterfly, or anything stupid like that. He came back in person to my ex-boyfriend, of all people, and told him to tell me that he was okay, that he was in Heaven, with my brother, who had died the year before.

My ex-boyfriend has absolutely no imagination; can't even buy a decent Christmas or birthday present, without being told exactly what to get. He can't even make up a lie; except in terms of a denial. He is the ONLY person I would ever have believed, if they had told me that my son had come back and given them a message to give to me. If my son had appeared to me, I would have taken the experience apart, piece by piece, and analyzed it, until I didn't believe it anymore.

As it was, the experience changed my ex into a totally different person. He began going to church; but not being "religious," just becoming extremely "spirital."

I trust my son. And I believe him when he made that promise.

Aside from that, for those of you who don't believe in an afterlife, I would suggest that you study some of the science coming out of that area, in both physics and parapsychology.

I won't care because I'll be dead. I won't be sad. Nor will I be happy or relieved. I'll simply be dead. Non existant except in the memories of others.

THIS IS WHY THE DEATH PENALTY MAKES NO SENSE AT ALL. The person being executed doesn't care after they are dead. They are simply dead. Their punishment had ended. (Meanwhile drug offenders serve more time and are punished LONGER than Timothy McVeigh. Odd, huh?)

-- Allen

Lather, rinse, repeat. Around and around we go...

wheee!

The afterlife is here on earth. It's what you as a human being contributed to society that lives on. If you were a Mother Teresa or a JS Bach, your consciousness lives on...in others. If you were a mass murderer like bush & friends, then you also live on...in infamy.

We've got one shot to make a difference. If you sucked during your lifetime, why would some higher power give you ANOTHER chance to screw up?

Now get out there and do something meaningful.

I am going in the ocean