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Want to know what its like to be dead?

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posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:12 AM
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...try thinking what you were like before you were born...

It has been bugging the hell out of me since last week.

I just realised there was a time that I did not exist, and those older than me, did exist.

Where was my "spirit" my "ether" BEFORE that time?

I would say that death, is like before you were born. We will have no memory of it. You only know you were dreaming when you wake up.

I am massively hung-over and am feeling philosophical so be gentle, I have a monumental headache.

Cheers




posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:15 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

Depending on your blood line and how long its been extended you never died... so memories may be locked within blood as the ancient blood (cycled) is running through the current brain mechanism.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:16 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

If Death is such a mystery to Life, maybe that's because there is no such thing as Death - only Life between Lives.

Now, that would give a whole new perspective on multiverses, would it not?



edit on 15-9-2014 by swanne because: (no reason given)



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:17 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

Grimpachi has pictures!



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:25 AM
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Just the replies I needed folks cheers!

I like the theory that nobody ever dies.

I read the egg by Andy weir once and it really resonated with me. If you haven't read it, here it is.

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:32 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

Oh you die, don't doubt that.. The question is whether you return in another form or not but it's pretty obvious you will not return in the state you are in right now.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:38 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

Imagine a deck of cards, all placed in order. The first card is the Ace of Spades, the second is the Two of Spaces, etc., all the way to the King of Hearts.

Let us say our universe is everything King - as we travel in time, we only experience the King of Space, then the King of Clubs, then the King of Diamonds, etc.

The multiverses are the cards hiding between the Kings. To us, every cards which is not a King is an universe hidden to our physical experience. In another multiverse people and things will only exist each Queens as they travel through time, and in yet another multiverse, only on each Fives.

But that's the physical aspect of it all. What happens to our spirit, an entity known to defy physicality, as it browses through all these cards?

Well, since our physical body, with its physical brain, doesn't exist in cards which are not Kings, then so does our physical memories. And although we browse all of the cards linearly, we thus only remember the universes in which our physical body, with its physical brain, is located.

What happens when our physical body is unconscious in every frames which are Kings? Well, we simply lose our memory bank of this particular universe. But this doesn't mean that our spirit stops browsing through every other cards.

And in my example, I am only using 52 frames. In reality, the number of multiverses is way larger than 52...


edit on 15-9-2014 by swanne because: (no reason given)



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:44 AM
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a reply to: swanne

Oh man, that's epic.

But you have made my hang-over worse.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:46 AM
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originally posted by: Briles1207
But you have made my hang-over worse.



Only in this universe...




posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:56 AM
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I don't remember being 6 months old either... but I was alive then.

Hope your hangover gets better fast.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 10:58 AM
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originally posted by: Ophiuchus 13
a reply to: Briles1207

Depending on your blood line and how long its been extended you never died... so memories may be locked within blood as the ancient blood (cycled) is running through the current brain mechanism.


You have evidence of this, or just throwing around something you read ?



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 11:00 AM
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a reply to: Briles1207

It is the great unknown. There are two things, according to Franklin, that are 100% : Death and taxes. We all will face death, and while there is great speculation about it, not much is really known aside from anecdotal NDE evidence.

While I don't believe there is any harm in speculation, I doubt much truth can come from it. Better to live each moment fully, and be grateful than to worry so much about non-existence.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 11:25 AM
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I would say that death, is like before you were born.


Exactly like it.

It is the absolute end of everything for you as far as this life goes...as the term implies.

It's the Big Sleep.

Very similar to sleep, in fact.

But unlike sleep in this life, you don't wake up as the same person; you 'wake up' as someone else. That's all.

It's still 'you' but with a different ID.

I'm not a Hindu or a Buddhist, but reincarnation makes sense.

I don't believe we stay dead for ever, we keep coming back (I mean, why am I here at all?).

And if there is some life after this one - as seems exceedingly likely, given the infinitude of time and space - it must be in a physical body similar to the one I have now.

Religions downplay the importance of the physical realm, but I believe it to be essential for conferring life.

There isn't a 'physical' world and a 'spiritual' world; it's all part of the same reality that we don't really comprehend, and perhaps never will.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 11:34 AM
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originally posted by: Briles1207
Where was my "spirit" my "ether" BEFORE that time?


It was in Heaven...


I Saw Children in the Thoughts of God “I saw new lives of little babies singing and flying around God's Throne. It seemed to me that babies just came out of the breath of God. They looked like they were wearing nightgowns. They flew into the presence of Jehovah. I realized they were new souls who came from the thoughts of God. God thinks kids. Now I know why those newborn babies are so precious.

Babies are gifts given to us directly from the Throne of God. I heard them saying to God, "Can I be a spirit? Would you send me to the earth so I can be a spirit? I want to be a redeemed person. Can I be a spirit?" And while I watched, I heard that mighty sound of God's power, Whooosh! I saw these babies leave the Throne by the power of God. (Heaven Close encounters of the God Kind by Jesse Duplantis p.75). LINK



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 11:46 AM
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originally posted by: randyvs
a reply to: Briles1207

Grimpachi has pictures!


Huh?



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 12:00 PM
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originally posted by: ChristianJihad

originally posted by: Ophiuchus 13
a reply to: Briles1207

Depending on your blood line and how long its been extended you never died... so memories may be locked within blood as the ancient blood (cycled) is running through the current brain mechanism.


You have evidence of this, or just throwing around something you read ?


Personal evidence ChristianJihad would be memories data. Some I have shared here on ATS within various threads.
Physical genetic scientific acceptable data would be the hereditary similarities passed down through generations from body forms to possessing similar faces of ancestors to behavioral traits similar to past ancestors... Further health related to ancestry past. Does the information come out as direct memories for some possibly not. But for others activities and behaviors that may automatically ring out to some as wrong may be associated with your subconscious memory sending past related signals not to follow same roads of FAIL and so guided somewhat by past...



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 12:53 PM
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You die and that's it...

Realistically we don't know what happens after death. There are millions of beliefs but it's a mystery.

My advise is to enjoy this life because it could be our only one.
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posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 01:04 PM
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Huh?


Exactly and I was way off with that one.



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 01:38 PM
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a reply to: Briles1207

I love the Egg story. Very deep and thought provoking. However, I've always had one question in regards to reincarnation. If we always reincarnate into a different human being, how is it that the world's population keeps growing as much as it is? Wouldn't the numbers stay pretty much the same throughout history? They wouldn't be exactly the same, maybe fluctuating a few million here and there. But world's population right now is 7 billion. 100 years ago it was 1.7 billion.......were did those 5+ billion extra souls come from?



posted on Sep, 15 2014 @ 02:39 PM
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Where was my "spirit" my "ether" BEFORE that time?


In a scrotum somewhere.




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