Thoughts on Dying. Part 1

Something I specifically love about the topic of Death is that NO ONE every really knows the truth about what happens after you die. Sure there are speculations, some passed down from mythos and some that have been "scientifically" vicariously observed. The great thing about this notion is that you can speculate all sorts of things and no speculation is right or wrong (granted some people may not think so, Again! sooo many fantastic opinions). I guess the first you have to decide on if you believe in some sort of afterlife or not. If you don't believe in one then you likely believe that all consciousness just ends when you die. No Heaven, No haunting, nothing. This thought often makes people uncomfortable because it is simply impossible to imagine not having a consciousness (try it). Imagine, no thoughts, no senses, things wouldn't even be black because you would have no sense of sight at all. Imagine nothingness. To many people this idea is horrifying and rightly so! So this idea has been tossed aside by many for a nicer idea of death, an afterlife. I personally like the idea of the afterlife, it gives me warm fuzzy feelings and I like it.  (It is also my personal belief that it doesn't really matter what I believe so I can believe in anything that makes me feel the best but that is a whole 'nother topic)

The idea of an afterlife gives people hope. It give people a reason to be a good person. An off set idea of an afterlife which I particularly enjoy is the idea of cyclical consciousness or being reborn in another body. Again I don't believe and belief is right or wrong. It could be either and I am totally fine with the fact I will never actually know. I just have to do what I think is best and try to live my life to the fullest. (again I get side tracked). I like the idea of rebirth because it has all the fuzzies of the wonderful paradise beyond and the ability to live again. However it is my opinion that it truly doesn't matter what you chose to believe because we all find out eventually. 

I wonder if my preoccupation with death seems a tad morbid. I honestly don't mean it in such a way. Actually I find it quiet fascinating. It is one of those subjects where you can sit and speculate for hours and never really know. (to be continued)