
fightingsioux
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- Oct 22, 2019
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I am surprised by all the deeply religious people on this forum. Surveys say that religion--a superstitious, unverified, illogical belief in gods and an afterlife--is rapidly declining among younger people. Those surveys must be wrong. That is so great to see!
"Have a good journey", "see you in paradise", "see you on the other side", "I wish you an afterlife of peace", "sleep well", "I hope you made it", "hope to meet someday", "I'll be joining you soon", "safe travels". It's all so sweet, so heartwarming! It makes the whole thing seem like a trip to Disneyland. No wonder people just can't wait!
Not one person saying that when you're alive you're alive, and when you're dead you're dead. Dead as in dead. You don't go anywhere, you're not happy or peaceful, you're not traveling or journeying or sailing or floating in the clouds somewhere with wings and a halo smoking a joint. You're not waiting for others to join you. You're stone cold dead. It's over, that's it. Not one person even hinting at this...wow...I am really shocked. How wonderful!
And the body itself. How wrong I've been about that! There is no stink, no blood, no bodily fluids, no shit. No one has to see a blue-black corpse covered in flies. No one has to handle it, move it, bury or burn it. There is no smell! Absolutely no smell! In reality, it's just like when they transport someone in a Star Trek movie: a blurry mass of pixels and you disappear. It's like you never existed! Amazing! That is so reassuring to know.
It really makes me feel ashamed--and rather inadequate--to say that when I die I'm merely going to be dead. Like a cow, like a dog, like a worm, like a fly, like a protozoa. All chemical and electrical processes ended, just a 175-pound sack of meat. Gosh, just saying it sounds so depressing, so final.
But then again I'm 71, ill and ready to go, no fear of death. I've seen actual dead bodies, I'm not romanticizing the whole subject, I'm not fooling around. I don't know, maybe the thought that suicide makes you dead...really dead...dead dead...is kind of scary. It might even make some people think twice ( I don't mean anyone on this forum, don't get me wrong, we're hardcore realists.)
So sorry for being such a downer and a party pooper. It's great to see that those statistics are wrong, that most young people still feel that death is simply an enchanted magical mystery ride into a rainbow afterlife. It's changed my whole attitude...why...it now sounds like fun!
(Hope I don't get banned for this, just trying to express my wonder and admiration.)
"Have a good journey", "see you in paradise", "see you on the other side", "I wish you an afterlife of peace", "sleep well", "I hope you made it", "hope to meet someday", "I'll be joining you soon", "safe travels". It's all so sweet, so heartwarming! It makes the whole thing seem like a trip to Disneyland. No wonder people just can't wait!
Not one person saying that when you're alive you're alive, and when you're dead you're dead. Dead as in dead. You don't go anywhere, you're not happy or peaceful, you're not traveling or journeying or sailing or floating in the clouds somewhere with wings and a halo smoking a joint. You're not waiting for others to join you. You're stone cold dead. It's over, that's it. Not one person even hinting at this...wow...I am really shocked. How wonderful!
And the body itself. How wrong I've been about that! There is no stink, no blood, no bodily fluids, no shit. No one has to see a blue-black corpse covered in flies. No one has to handle it, move it, bury or burn it. There is no smell! Absolutely no smell! In reality, it's just like when they transport someone in a Star Trek movie: a blurry mass of pixels and you disappear. It's like you never existed! Amazing! That is so reassuring to know.
It really makes me feel ashamed--and rather inadequate--to say that when I die I'm merely going to be dead. Like a cow, like a dog, like a worm, like a fly, like a protozoa. All chemical and electrical processes ended, just a 175-pound sack of meat. Gosh, just saying it sounds so depressing, so final.
But then again I'm 71, ill and ready to go, no fear of death. I've seen actual dead bodies, I'm not romanticizing the whole subject, I'm not fooling around. I don't know, maybe the thought that suicide makes you dead...really dead...dead dead...is kind of scary. It might even make some people think twice ( I don't mean anyone on this forum, don't get me wrong, we're hardcore realists.)
So sorry for being such a downer and a party pooper. It's great to see that those statistics are wrong, that most young people still feel that death is simply an enchanted magical mystery ride into a rainbow afterlife. It's changed my whole attitude...why...it now sounds like fun!
(Hope I don't get banned for this, just trying to express my wonder and admiration.)
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