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Where Is The Proof That There Is "Nothing" After Death?

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posted on Jan, 6 2016 @ 10:55 PM
a reply to: Akragon

Isn't something or nothing a trip?

Let me reword that.

Life is a fantastic trip isn't it, whether it's something or nothing?
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posted on Jan, 6 2016 @ 10:58 PM
a reply to: randyvs

NO!! lol

Nothing doesn't exist!

posted on Jan, 6 2016 @ 11:06 PM
My friends,

All I can say is this... You don't know what state you were in before you were born. You only know what state you are in now. You've made the transition between both states before, and you will make it again.

posted on Jan, 6 2016 @ 11:13 PM
a reply to: More1ThanAny1

It's the state I'm in right now that seems to create the problem.
Sometimes I feel I'm the only proof that nothing does exist.
Ak Ak Ak Ak Ak Ak!

posted on Jan, 6 2016 @ 11:19 PM
Man down!

can we get a stretcher for randy?

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 12:39 AM

originally posted by: 3NL1GHT3N3D1
Where Is The Proof That There Is "Nothing" After Death?

Your question is absurd!
First; No'thing' does not exist to prove!
There can be no non-existent no'thing' after death, or before it!

Second; It is not possible, ever, to 'prove' that some'thing' does not exist!
Because every'thing' exists!, even if only in someone's 'belief-addled imagination/vanity'! *__-

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 01:07 AM
a reply to: 3NL1GHT3N3D1
Do you not astral project, that is all the proof you need.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 01:57 AM
To experience "something", you have to have a functioning brain - which stopped working on the time of your brain-death (no EEG, no pulse, dying grey matter-cells, etc).

Therefore, you can't experience something beyond death.

Anything else, go ask a priest of your believe.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 02:20 AM
a reply to: svetlana84

cheers for your meditations!
But I don't care about titles. They are worthless regarding meditation only direct experience of value, well for me... : )

If you are close to mastering your own mind than you are not far away from higher states of consciousness, like samadhi. If you are a regular meditator than this should be one major breakthrough in meditation. But this will happen only when your mind is completely at peace and silent and all other senses are gone from the mind. If you would like to feel divine bliss and get divine knowledge than read about samadhi (yoga, buddhists teachings) or satori and kensho (zen teachings).

If you get to higher level, than things will be clearer about nature of consciousness, soul, after death states or any other occult knowledge you desire, complete peace of mind, spiritual bliss (the heights bliss a being can get!).

more info if you are curious, but sources from original scriptures are the best, but you should find them on your own - if you want it, it will come to you:

This is how one can get to direct experience of the real Self and with that questions about life and death will be answered by direct experience.

And for close up, this is the I which I am pointing to with the query who am I? This is so way beyond body and mind, that those concepts are only a distraction and even a block if you identify yourself with them!

our real Self is not dependent on the body and mind, only our ego is. By ego I mean it in spiritual context.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 04:44 AM
a reply to: 3NL1GHT3N3D1
There is definitely something after death. Not to rain on your parade but, I AM so far, still living proof of that. I already had photos on here. I was dead for 57 minutes. Called. Awoke briefly in the morgue of the hospital just after cleansed for family viewing just as a Nurse friend & co-worker was about to cover my face.
Wow they hopped to it!
But I was awake only a short time before falling into a 3 day coma, awoke by a male's kiss on my forehead, a hot tear falling on the corner of my mouth, a masculine smell that cannot be bought, heavenly as it was.
The video cams were checked.
No males at all in the hospital for 3 hours already that night/early morning, 4 am.
I knew who he was though.
The videos only showed fuzzy black and white shadows at that precise time.
I was in what I would consider Heaven.
I am not Christian.
Though the edited & re-edited a great deal, the Roman Catholic Bible has a few things I know to be true.
That was one.
Though contradicted in another section of the bible.
A family heirloom so to speak.
Now I am an orphan.
Though I just married April 3rd 2015.
To the 2nd but living man who awoke me the 2nd time I crashed. ( Died ).
I have all kinds of photos from various cameras and cell phones.
I am unwell again but still trying to survive the here and now.
Same illness returned.
I was told it COULD return.
All I can do is pray to those I believe in, & hope I pull through it again.
Or pray I go to the same place my family await.
The photos?
Too many cams now that give almost the same effects & would be shot down.
I suppose I could get hospital records but then who would know they are real?
It is said each time a person dies & makes it back, they bring something back.
It is true.
I was also 57 pounds when I died.
Pancreatic Tumor same time as Patrick Swayze & a good friend's husband, also a good friend.
His widow understandably upset I made it for awhile at least.
Double ententre.
You figure it out.
I do see my Grandmothers and Mother.
My late Mother was at my Wedding.
There are photos from cams that auto took photos of her form and looks.
Witnesses as well.
Formerly working in the medical health system, I have witnessed as described by the Holy Roman Catholic Bible which has JOB in it as well, probably why so big, the deaths of both a Demon & then that of a Saint.
TRUE saint.
I'd known them since a child.
Was always wary around the Demon.
Loved the Saint as did all who knew him.
I had been in an all girl's Remote Roman Catholic School till age 14.

All I can say is, I have been part of, and witnessed too many things to believe there is nothing after death.
Awesome topic.
Which makes me ask you, why this particular topic?
There are so many religions to give opinions
But do those that follow those religions truly know?
I HAVE always wondered.

There are a few who have never left this plane of existence even after death.
No one understands why.
Some who seem to be able to visit like my late Mom.

I believe in Angels despite not being Christian.
I believe in higher powers that have always existed though in all honesty, who can track all the names given them and which are real or not?

Depends on each individual's beliefs and how those beliefs have been measured during their existences I suppose.
Death is indescribable.

Yet I have 9 years of Theology.

I could have stayed. I wanted to.
At 1st.
Till my one Grandmother looking about 25 again, told me all that awaited me if I returned.
At great sacrifice and many sorrows to come, I felt it too selfish to stay.
Though after returning, it was still touch and go till I made it to 80 lbs.

Which brings another topic up.
Medicinal Marijuana.
The Hospital of my recovery, had me escorted and watched by a huge burly male Orderly to make sure I had 2 cigarette sized joints before each meal.
I had to have 6 meals per day + snacks.

Thankfully, I am not near underweight yet.
I pray and hope I do not reach that point again.
Yet it is not my call to make.

My Mom always said, " Remember________, no fear. When it's time, it is time.
Well last time I had no chance to fear for no one expected me to die, still undiagnosed.
This time, there is a diagnoses.
I admit, I DO fear not returning to where I had been.
Yet I believe I am a better person than I was.
I flung the Rosary the Priest who gave me my last rights, gave me, back at him.
It was wrong.
He'd only been trying to help and sooth.
Though if any read the way the mind goes from an affected pancreas and chemo after surgery, the person does not care.
Like myself, the just want to be free of the pain and suffering and are only too willing to let go.
I wasn't willing to let go.
I took a nap.
It was EASTER 2008.
My Great Uncle felt his long past late Mother, that I needed him.
He'd been on a trip 2 hours away and rushed back.
At 85 years old.

I didn't know I died till a brilliant bluish white light almost blinded me before seeing my late Grandmother looking 25, so young and the impossible.
I had not been able to walk I was so weak.
When my Grandmother sat on a log, she patted for me to sit beside her.
I didn't think I'd be able to walk to her.
She smiled.Told me not to think.
Then I was sitting at her bared feet listening to all she had to say.
It has all come to pass but for one thing due in M
April of 2017, but I have been so ill again, I am not sure that one will be.......
Though maybe I should not doubt.

Just continue on.

Let me just say, there is not nothing, there IS indeed something.
Though it is not the same for each human, does not mean there is nothing.
There is something for all, we just do not know what for each individual.

I wish you the best of luck with this awesome topic.
I wouldn't have opened it with so much gusto, so many religious beliefs, scientific beliefs, and so many ready to rip one to shreds on the topics of religion or wars or Politics.
All horribly synonymous in my opinion.

Just my opinion.
I have been through all 3.
I am allowed an opinion lol!

Thank you.

And I do not care how people take this lol! It is not my topic

I felt so serene. Unbelievably calm. At peace, Pain free, able to
Yet I had known it was her.
Lush forest like a public Park both sides of my family had met every summer for 2 weeks.
Only, no birds, insects, animals, fish, etc.
Like a Garden of Eden, beautiful Canadian wild Orchids called....... Bluebells.
My favorite flower.
Yet somehow, I knew not to touch them for they would always be there for me to see.
And yet when I broke up my leg so badly, I died a few times on the operating table and do not recall a thing about those deaths.
Just the nightmares of breaking up my leg and ankle was broke off, re attached.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 07:23 AM
a reply to: UniFinity

Thanks for your long answer, and the beer :-)

I am still far away from the Samadhi state... I started with meditation to calm my hyperactivity down.

Takes me about 10mins just to calm down to a level which other people would describe as 'normal'.

You write: "our real Self is not dependent on the body and mind, only our ego is. By ego I mean it in spiritual context."

There i like to disagree, in my books the 'real self' can only exist in a vessel that provides vital- and nerve/brainfunctions aka a body.

If the real self is not dependent on body and mind - does a rock have a 'real self' or a consciousness?

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 07:29 AM
By the rules of logic, only an assertive declaration must be proved not the negative. If you say the moon is made of green cheese it's up to you to prove, not up to me to prove it isn't made of green cheese if I say it's not. Sorry, that's the way it works.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 07:31 AM
a reply to: StormyStars

Interesting post!

I also had similar experiences twice, once because of a heavy disease, once because, well lets not go into that ;-)

I also experienced this feeling of complete calm, peace, understanding of the 'one is everything, everything is all.

Then again i went unconcious about 3 times (k.o. in training) and had exactly the same experiences.

So in my books it's just sort of the 'sleep mode' of our brains. And has nothing to do with afterlife.

Its often in 'clinical deaths' that the persons heartbeat stops (earlier that was the medical definition of death)
The breathing slows or stops, the brain suffers from low oxygen levels and falls into 'sleep mode'.

So body functions stopped, but the person is still alive.

Or was it all off in your experience?

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 08:41 AM
a reply to: svetlana84

thanks and no problem!

I am really glad you choose meditation for your weapon of choice, it will help you! just don't give up, never! It is a long run solution and not a quick fix : )
And there are many benefits, other than you already mentioned or spiritual progression but it takes some time until they manifest.

well I will not answer your question becouse it is something which you must get to on your own. And you will if you keep on with meditations and reading appropriate spiritual scriptures.
Don't worry about right and wrong and read what you feel is good for you and develop from there. Intuition in us wants to lead us the best as it can, we must just try to allow that to happen.

It is ok if you disagree, just please never stop learning. The moment we stop learning is the moment we put a stop to our development then arrogance and pride develops easily. So try to be very open minded and be as a curious as when you were a kid.

The more I know, the more I know I don't know should be your mental state when it comes to spirituality : )

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 11:43 AM
Right. Demand proof of a negative. Sure, that seems reasonable.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 12:14 PM
Right here and now there is 'something' appearing. Where you are there are noises, colours and shapes appearing - what you see/hear/sense is the 'something'.
Can you hear what it is that is hearing?
Can you see what it is that is seeing?
The 'something' and 'nothing' are never separate.

When you are in deep sleep what is there? On waking what is there?

In deep sleep there is nothing - when the light comes on (when waking or dreaming happens) there appears to be something - but the nothing that was there in deep sleep has not gone away - it is just appearing.

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 01:20 PM
a reply to: svetlana84

Though not the greatest thing to occur to anyone, it is possible we are meant to experience this, some of us.
I am not exactly clear on the why.
ALL stopped.
I was not even on life support.
I awoke in the morgue where my still alive family at the time, could view me before one of the City/Town Morgues came to collect me.
Everything was over for me in the living world.
When my eyes shot open as they were being covered, I said a barely audible, " Hey!"
Felt like I screamed, yet they said they almost did not hear me.
It happened just when my Grandmother told me I had to go back that instant or would never survive.
Suddenly, I was back.
For 2 hours.
I was so overwhelmed to see ALL my family, I could barely speak.
I cried.
I am not sure if it was because I had made it back, or if it were family already tearing me down for having died.
My parents, Grandmother, the 95 year old one who sadly passed December 13th 2008.
That was a spooky funeral for all morbid people with cameras and Video Recorders.
She had not wanted any.
Just 3 days before she passed, I told her I was now well enough to travel and visit her.
She said, " No moi chit bebe. " I will be gone soon. That is my Christmas present I receive this year. To be with your Grandpere, and Step Grandpere again. Do not tire yourself. You have much to suffer yet."
I believed her.
No one else in the family did.
When they went to snap photos video record her huge funeral?
Each and every camera, be it just for photos or to record video, all broke.
It was odd hearing the crackling and tinkling as each broke.
The were visibly shaken and terrified when her glued shut eyelids popped open lol!
I had to smile.
I laughed inside lol!
It served all of them right. Justly.
One of my Grandmother's favorite son in law attended.
He and my Aunt divorced.
SHE was not upset to have t
him there.
I was not upset either.
He wasn't just my favorite Uncle but one of my favorite cousins on my Father's side.
Oh but the rest of them were upset he attended.
I am sure it was because he, and only he, could have had most arrested and charged for their schemes.
SHE, my Grandmother, loved him despite not being her legal son in law anymore, though in the eyes of the Roman Catholic Church, he still was.
She and my Grandpere had been the STRONGEST Roman Catholics, besides my Mother.
The officiating Priest, even told them ALL, that she had not wanted photos or videos of her funeral, AND what few knew, besides my Aunt's ex husband, myself, and maybe about 3 more.
The Priest told them all that she made her wishes clearly known even from beyond.
That it was miraculous, no reason to fear.
So the 2 hours I was awake from death, it was already determined no brain damage which puzzled them so much.
The Doctors.
Meanwhile, as this was before my Grandmother's passing, the one who sadly is still here, many photos and videos were taken of me when I had also asked for them not too.
I looked like a nearly bald wraith.
THOSE photos, showed my soul.
Trying to leave my body as my family start tearing me down.
Suggesting I somehow and impossibly must have fooled the Doctors into believing me dead.
They were like that. Had been.
Not many left, a handful maybe.
I do not know as I only still talk to my still living Great Uncle, a couple 1st cousins and my youngest daughter whose 1st born would not leave me the entire 3 days I fell into the coma, only then, put on life supports.
The photos and Videos show her tiny hands trying to push what looks like my soul, a white mist in the shape of me, back into my body to keep it from escaping.
My 1st Grandchild.
She is special.
One of the few to survive and thrive despite Microscopically. Very intelligent, was like me in that she was placed in Kindergarten at only 4 and skipped a grade despite associated physical difficulties which have all almost gone no.
She will be 8 April 7th 2016.
We have a unique bond no one can take away.
After awakening from my Coma, I am certain awoken by either the Arch Angle Gabriel, or my late Grandpere, I told both my Daughters they were expecting.
That my they'd both have boys 6 months apart in age.
Then that my eldest would have a daughter also, two years after her 1st born. Who at a day old only, had his hands in prayer January 7th 2009.
This, my parents passing. my Grandmother passing, her Dad's Father passing, was too much.
She shoves my youngest Grand-Daughter onto anyone who will take her for however long because she looks and acts just like me.
My eldest Daughter, no known reason, will now have nothing to do with me.
Halfway through my 1st day awoken from my coma, I was sent to a hospital no one sent there usually ever returns.
They visited me there but for some odd reason, my eldest daughter start distancing herself 1st mentally then physically away from me.
After both my parent's passing within less than 4 months of each other, that was it.
I was no longer welcome in her life.
She claims they only passed when and how they did as I mistakenly told both daughters exactly what was to come.
I believe it is fear.She did not attend my Wedding April 3rd 2015. Good Friday. 10 years to the day my husband and I met.
I'd been divorced 22 years from the girl's Dad, not just by the courts but with the Roman Catholic's dissolvement of ever being married to their Dad. Though Dad's, she did. Hating him.
My youngest daughter, like my late Grandmothers both, has much the same abilities as myself.
I am proud she began Microscopically Day world wide every September 29th, the ribbons, bracelets, T-shirts, etc, Yellow, my eldest Grand-Daughter's favorite colour. My youngest Daughter, and my Eldest Grandchildren, whom are from her, are very loving. Yet I have no regrets.I am human. Cr@p happens everyday.
Psychics believe me to be an enlightened Celestial Being meant to live in sufferance as is my youngest daughter as well, to help people.Obviously not in a monetary way unless we give them winning lotto numbers in which they only win what they truly need.My Grandmothers and the Priest whom baptized me, and more, all believe this. Right from our births.
An elder Vietnamese Great Grandmother of friends, as soon as she met my youngest daughter as soon as home from the hospital, somewhat frightening me, took her into a back room and did a protection ritual over her, stating as translated by her family that although my youngest daughter would suffer much as me, she would at least be charmed in regards to safety and with a sigh of regret wished she could do more, for both of us.My Grandpere was a humanist. Also a Saint despite a few not great traits. Saints are believed to be, in a lot of cultures, " Earth Angels or Prophets."I personally did not witness his death but it was explained to me. Like the one I did witness 10 years later.I believe the kiss on the forehead, the hot tear drop on the corner of my mouth, and the masculine scent, if not the Archangel Gabriel, to have been him.My Grandpere. My reasons?2 years after Grandpere's passing, a much younger man, 19, appeared in my life when I had thought it the worst. 20 years ago. looking how I would imagine my Grandpere looked at 19 only dark instead of so fair. The same 1st name, I never knew his last name or where he lived or anything else about him except dreams previousto

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 01:26 PM
a reply to: 3NL1GHT3N3D1

sigh in the absence of any emperical data post mortem then :

the null [ and correct ] position is to posit ` nothing `

all claims of " something " - that are both un-evidenced and largely contradsictory - can be dismissed as baseless asertion

posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 01:29 PM
a reply to: 3NL1GHT3N3D1

Where Is The Proof That There Is "Nothing" After Death?

It is, in a way... a leap of faith that says there is something that follows physical existence.

IMESHO, it comes down to the final discovery when one's physical life comes to a close.
If there's nothing, then, it won't matter what you chose to believe because nothing is nothing.
However, if there is... then those who chose to look the other way may well awaken to a discovery they will wish that had been more open to understand or, at the very least, considering as a possibility.

It is, of course, a very personal choice to make and it should never be cast out into a colosseum to be butchered... because, if one believes truly, then nothing will change no matter what the next person says.


posted on Jan, 7 2016 @ 02:11 PM
a reply to: StormyStars

Con't: Previous to as an Angel with light blue light looking like wings. His thick lips. Only showing whenever trouble was afoot & saving my hide many times. AND, STILL. Everywhere I have lived since, a lot of places, STILL looking exactly the same, & as from the start, disappearing before I can thank him, each time, as before. Still looks 19.

1 extra thing brought back with me? I Astral Travel unhindered, so easily, I do not feel it coming.
Extra strength of will.

I WALKED up the stairs of a New Hospital in place of the one that sent me to the death hospital.
No other way to describe how people of the area feel.
My Pancreatic problem should have been diagnosed a year previously. Heck, I even tried to tell them I KNEW it was my pancreas.

Even Pancreatitis, which this mimicked at the beginning of a year .5 of suffering, is easily stated on the movie, Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle. " When Kumar is interviewed for a Med university. He just rattles off what the symptoms are too easily.

I walked up those new shiny brass stairs to the Head office, they were SHOCKED to see me. At 80 lbs only but a vast improvement over 57 lbs.
AND walking.
Without a walker or canes, etc.
I told them that due to their negligence and stubbornness of ONE Doctor who held a 23 year grudge on me for not becoming his mistress to bear his children when he learned his wife could not, even yelling at my 1st husband, " Why won't she see me anymore? !"
My ex husband confused, replying because we moved a 1000 miles away, was down for my Grandpere's funeral and my one Uncles, to attend a University for Med students, was shocked at this Doctor and he, my ex husband, hates me with a passion like one of Lacuna Coil's songs.
I told them I STILL had certain 'pull'.
I had reported all to the college of physicians and surgeons.
They, worried they'd lose their only Specialist.
Which they did after investigating a multitude of deaths who'd been under his care, though I had not been, he just interfered insisting I was anorexic despite major blood work showing otherwise, and coming into my telling I was going to die and stay dead, those other people, he had no known grudges on yet he purposely killed them to end their suffering.
He is now in a Mental Institution, somehow finding out where and when I move, using his old Doctor's stationary, still claiming to be a Doctor though stripped of that title, to tell any potential Doctors I may see that I am an anorexic, they look at me obviously not anorexic given my current weight which is now dropping, though I am doing all I can to prevent it as I may need that weight again, all asking who he is and why he is stating he is a Doctor yet not on any list, and asking why he is calling me anorexic.

I only acted to save other people.
NOT revenge.

Revenge,hate, etc, are, and always have been foreign to me. I have the inability to do so, feel hatred, jealousy, etc. Always have had that innate inability.

It would seem I was born a protector of people, always at their defense.
Deserved or not? I am no Judge. I do not ever sweat the small annoying things.
They are small. but could ALWAYS be worse.

Other gifts brought back, on a need to know basis lol!

Sorry everything was so long.

Have a great day and weekend all

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