Dying - Comments

Wow.
I've actually thought of these things. It's really f*cking scary to think about. to be perfectly honest. I put the ideas I had into my story, Tell me Angel, Where Are You, the last chapter *24*.
It's hard to come to grips with because I start to doubt whether there really is a Heaven or a Hell. It's hard to think about, however, I do like the idea that Formerly Robert suggested.

I would like to die... at a very old age... of a herion over dose...

i figure, none of it will matter, whether there is a heaven or a hell. if there is nothing, it will not mater, for i'll be dead. if here is a heaven, great. if i go to hell, i obviously deserve to be there, since God has not forgiven me my sins and has deemed me unfit to be in paradise.

Or there's the theory of many pagans and druids as well as Wicca. When we die, our energy, consciousness, and sould enter a new form or body.

but then, what's with the whole stigma of hell then?
I mean, if God is a forgiving God, and he forgives all their sins, then why is there even a hell for those who are unforgiven and evil?

Cause if God really does forgive each and every person their sins, than HItler, Stalin, Saddam Hussein, Pol Pot, Ho Chi Minh, those guys are in heaven sippin cocktails and singin karaoke too.

Oooh
Yeah
Formerly Robert, I like that too. That's a small part of my belief. Especially how heaven and hell are states of mind. Like, if you believe in them, and you've committed loads of sins, and you retain consciousness, you'll be plagued by guilt, and that will be hell
&c.

I think that where we go, is where we WANT to go.
If we think we go into darkness
We WILL go into darkness.
If you believe rebirth, you will be reborn.
If you believe in heaven, you'll go to the ultimate paradise.
I believe in rebirth.
I believe we have all had past lives, but we cant come into contact with them.

dying is a tough one for me. Cause i always picture my death being either instant or slow. Like when I was in Iraq, I imagined hearing the gunshot, seeing the flash, feeling a slight impact, and then nothing.

Other times, I imagined an explosin sending me 12 feet into the air, most of my lower body blown off. and I'm conscious and aware..and...just feeling and seeing myself dying, knowing that i should have legs and guts where there's nothing but a gaping gash. Jus knowing that what has been done to me, can't be fixed or saved, and that my death is inevitable. yeah, that's the most thoughts i've had of my death, at leas during the war.

-I don't know how I'd like to die. But doing something honourable. Like, saving someone or something. Or just something that isn't like self centered or something.
-I'm not sure about that one. I'm kind of scared that that's it. Not darkness, because we wouldn't know it's darkness. I'm beginning to suspect that our consciousness is purely our minds, and that although there is a soul, there isn't such as a spirit thing. I don't completely believe it, and I don't want to believe it. But it's just there...
-The only thing I'm scared of is the above, or perhaps what is waiting for me afterwards. I'm afraid of the unkown, so I guess the afterlife would fall under that. I think that at the moment of death, I'd be freaked out. But right now, I don't think that I'm scared of death itself.