No one truly has the answer besides the dead or those that were among them. If you want my take on it based on my experience, there is nothing afterwards. Only a pitch black abyss, there is no sound, no light, no pain, no people, and no gods or angels. It is like sleeping, but with a fleeting consciousness. I have studied various religious and spiritual perspectives on death and I was not surprised to find out that they were all false when I died. The very reason why people abhor the very thought of death and do not want to discuss it is because they are afraid of the truth. They are afraid that their life is absolutely meaningless, where as meaning truly does not exist. Like many things, it is an idea, a concept created by humanity. Meaning is something which humanity tries desperately to ascribe to things in order to stay sane and keep order/control. In this world there will always be suffering, the world itself does not generate suffering rather the inhabitants and so called rulers of it are the source of suffering. Humanity will continue to commit the same mistakes, until they become the very reason for their own extinction. A series of questions comes to mind: Why should you prolong your death if the world is such a shitty place? Why do you have to continue living and for what exactly? Why do people fear their own mortality? Why do anything at all? The vast majority of people don't even think of these questions at all nor do they have a response for them without being contaminated by the thoughts of others and society as a whole. People are afraid to question things and think for themselves because deep down they all know that the real answer to those questions is one they cannot accept and want to fit in with the rest of the drones. Human life does not have anymore worth then the dirt and stone upon which they stand on. There is nothing special about humans at all, they are animals just like the rest despite the way they treat other animals.
