Does Anyone Think About Death?

[PeppermintPatty]

I DO think about death often. I’m not scared of dying. I’ve had so many death experiences that I know without a doubt that there IS life after death to look forward to. Nobody could convince me otherwise. What does scare me is how I die. Will I have a heart attack? A stroke? Not knowing that information bothers me immensely.

 

[Naturally]

I do think about death and hope to avoid it as long as I'm reasonably healthy and active. I do believe that we exist only within our brains carried around by your bodies (which are controlled by the brain.) So therefore I believe when our brain stops working we cease to exist and there is no afterlife. I've read a book which explains why people experience what they do in near death experiences and shows those things can be reproduced without the near death experience by causing similar situations that occur at near death. So I'm afraid people's near death experiences don't make me believe in any afterlife.

I understand the neurological explanations for near-death experiences, and I don’t dispute that the brain plays a major role in shaping perception and memory. In my case, I didn’t feel pain or awareness when struck by lightning. It happened instantaneously. I did not see, hear nor feel the lightning or thunder or know that I'd been struck.

I only became conscious afterward with what I initially took to be a strange dream-like memory. What I concluded was my experience was beyond what the human mind can directly comprehend. There is more to death than we or science currently know. My brain simply tried to translate the event into something familiar. Something I might make sense of in a living breathing human way. I had not before nor since, "dreamed" of meeting a higher power and been given a choice of returning to wakefulness or progressing beyond the light. He sent me back.

So yes, my mind did perceive in a way it might understand the event and profound implications. Can science actually replicate that? ... maybe if science strikes me with lightning ... or something as profound and deadly.

I’m not sharing this as proof of anything for anyone else, just sharing how it changed my own view of consciousness. And until someone experiences an event similar to what I experienced, we can't really have a meaningful conversation about the matter. I shared a longer and somewhat detailed version of the event in the diary forum section here a couple of years ago.

 

[robordon]

I had a 80 something substitute sociology professor who would go off in different directions during his lecture. He started talking about women's breasts. He asked "What is it about them that men find so exciting? Don't get me wrong, when I was a younger man, I found them exciting but when you get to be my age, waking up in the morning, that's exciting!

I'm looking forward to a lot of exciting days!