I personally don't believe in any sort of afterlife. However, one thing I have been thinking about is my digital ghost.
I have so many Tweets, Reddit posts, articles, Youtube videos and even poetry out there on the internet. And all of that will continue to exist for at least a while after I'm gone. Maybe not forever, it depends on how long these companies last and stuff. But maybe for a very long time.
I won't be walking around anymore. People won't actually be able to talk to me anymore. But they'll still be able to read my words, see conversations I've had, read my poetry and my opinions in my articles, and even hear my voice on Youtube videos. They can even hear me laugh on there after I'm gone.
Even these posts. People might come across them years from now and think about me. I know that with a user called Moonicide I found a thread from when she CTBd and I read it all. And I was really sad and even though I never knew her, I knew she was a good person and in an odd way I missed her. You know, maybe there'll be someone like that for me someday. Maybe some day someone will be reading this after I'm gone and think I was a pretty cool guy.
Probably far-fetched in my case. But still, part of me may die. The part of me that hurts all the time. But a small part of me will survive for at least a little while longer.
I have so many Tweets, Reddit posts, articles, Youtube videos and even poetry out there on the internet. And all of that will continue to exist for at least a while after I'm gone. Maybe not forever, it depends on how long these companies last and stuff. But maybe for a very long time.
I won't be walking around anymore. People won't actually be able to talk to me anymore. But they'll still be able to read my words, see conversations I've had, read my poetry and my opinions in my articles, and even hear my voice on Youtube videos. They can even hear me laugh on there after I'm gone.
Even these posts. People might come across them years from now and think about me. I know that with a user called Moonicide I found a thread from when she CTBd and I read it all. And I was really sad and even though I never knew her, I knew she was a good person and in an odd way I missed her. You know, maybe there'll be someone like that for me someday. Maybe some day someone will be reading this after I'm gone and think I was a pretty cool guy.
Probably far-fetched in my case. But still, part of me may die. The part of me that hurts all the time. But a small part of me will survive for at least a little while longer.
