What happens after you die?

[surya]

first thing i like to tell that probabitity of existance of spirit is .000001.In my opinion human body is like a perfect robot without spirit and having consciousness(consciousness is possible without spirit),life is like that robot is working properly and death is the situation of robot that you have cut down the main wires of that robot or you have shut down that robot(i,e deep sleep of robot without dream and remainder)

[Mike 5]

first thing i like to tell that probabitity of existance of spirit is .000001.In my opinion human body is like a perfect robot without spirit and having consciousness(consciousness is possible without spirit),life is like that robot is working properly and death is the situation of robot that you have cut down the main wires of that robot or you have shut down that robot(i,e deep sleep of robot without dream and remainder)

Hello Surya. From the viewpoint of material objectivity your views are flawless.

It is totally logical and watertight to restrict our worldview to what can be consistently measured and then from the sheer mechanics of all that, all is as you say.

However I personally have some problems because of two separate concerns. Firstly the apparent sense of myself, my apparent free will in a mechanical physical world, the contradiction to entropy that we call life, there is something so visceral and experiential about my experience of ecstasy passion orgasm and so on and equally the awful moments of suffering and even witnessing another person in pain. Something is constantly here - and also the difference between asleep and awake, and the ludicrous experience of dreaming, there is something so vast and so unexplained by all material mechanics that I have to say I disagree with your view, and wonder how you resolve or dismiss this flavour or reality being so real, without which it might not even be real at all.

Second there is always the why? The origin and end of time. The edge of cosmic space and the ultimate smallest indivisible distance of anything real. What you say presumes some form of background or arena for it all to occur in. You can invent a system and it is not real, but it is logical and mechanical.

So simply - who made the robot and what is going on?

And consciousness without spirit is not only possible, I find it generally to be the case. Present company excepted, of course. And that is my point, I sense YOU as a spirit, and it not only seems insulting to think otherwise, if that is a delusion, I am clearly and eternally alone. And if that is true, maybe I do not exist either...

[jim barlow]

When I was born I had been given equipment and programming possibly worth over 4 billion years. (The Earth too had to come from somewhere.) Now staying on this wavelength we see the persistence. We also see its built in dying for change - hence the search for continuity.
Dying and persistence? Solution: we transcend the duality (as usual) and have the answer - if that is what it is called. An object for meditation.

[michellemfry]

Oh, Robert, eaten by worms is the last place anyone seems to think of for after-here. I say after-here, not after-life, because it's a where and when kind of existence. Here and now, I am alive, and after that, I will lose my body, 100% sure of that part. But I have spent the better part of 40 years beyond the physical. I expect that not much will change in the after-here. Live and die are one and the same to me. Why should anything change? My preoocupation with all things not physical(biological) will continue for me.

[jim barlow]

To be eaten by worms is the resurrection. For the worm will continue, evolve and in a few billion years will stride the earth as another magnificient creature. Probably much different from the human because of the then current factors operating in evolution. It will be a truly acclimated product of evolution.

Reproduction by the woman on the other hand is a lot faster (9 mos) but it does not allow that magnificient transformation that reproduction by the worm allows.

The worm is one of Blake's favorite creatures too. It is the purest creature possible and in that blessed drop lies eternal life. Because of the worm there is no true death to the body. It is a visible assurance the body will not completely annihilate.

[surya]

Hello Mike
your reply looks like a mail from God.
you may be right that there is something here but i think he don't have the power to break the laws of physics and to do any thing whatever he want.he has to be in the limits of laws.
if we think totally logically then we can say God does't exist but after that we feel that there is no meaning of life after that i can say that if the probability of existence of God is less then also we should belive on God for happy and tension free life.

[michellemfry]

I probably haven't captured all the possibilities and there could be some overlap. For example, there could be a cycle of reincarnation in which you work out your karma, for example, and then transcend to a higher plane. Please try to provide a rational for your choice if you can. I think it is also possible to have two choices. One choice is based on reasoned rational thought and the other choice is based on emotion and want.

Although I current lean towards the "Eaten by Worms" theory, I once leaned towards an afterlife and reincarnation. The countless stories of people who died and were revived, and then told very similar stories about what happened to them while they were dead, were very influential to me. You can't simply say that all those stories were fabrications can you? It would be interesting to know why these stories are so similar. Perhaps it's the way the brain is wired (by evolution perhaps) to operate as the body dies.

By evolution perhaps, that's where I connected free will and evolution! The senses and the near death experience. I got it from you. I was wondering where my head was leading me.

[David Maes]

I'm 30 years old now and I have been questioning this to myself almost my whole life...
When I would have the luck to become 70, I probably will still be busy asking myself...

What does it mean?
Why must we leave behind the ones we love? Why do they have to leave us?
Does love have a meaning?
Why must we die?

Why aren't we just living for eternity in some kind of heaven now? Or could existence be the purpose??
Who are we?
What are we?
Where are we from?
Are we here with a purpose? If so, then what is it?
Were we ment to be?
Does our existence have a meaning?
What does life mean??
......

As a kid I was sure there was a god and everyone who died went to heaven.
But growing older, you start to become more sceptical... starting to ask yourself questions...

Since, I didn't think so often again about it; cause I had the feeling I could never find a real answer...I just lived and still do; personally I feel fragile and transitory... don't know why... don't know what it means and why it'll happen...

Why is our world just not heaven now???

I don't understand... I never did, and I think I never will...

An atheist would probably be able to formulate lots of answers for all these questions; but then the problem again is: 'How can there start to exist something out of totally nothing??'

[michellemfry]

The sun does it everyday by taking 4 nucleic things and fusing them into a larger heavier nucleic thing and releasing energy in the process. That is just one star. We are fragile. We can only take so much. Our sun is 93 million miles from us, and yet is just 8 minutes away. We are eight minutes away from one medium sized star in a universe with how many stars? We are x minutes away from each star in the universe. X is a set of times that can be filled only by the universe.

If the sun can take a small thing and fuse it into a larger thing and make energy to spare, what can I decide will happen to me when I die, but more of the same. I will be fused into a larger thing with other things that are small like me.
You are fragile, but necessary for the most basic of all reactions in the universe.
I for one cannot wait to be bigger and find out what I will be next.

[jim barlow]

"Who are we? What are we?
Where are we from? Are we here with a purpose? If so, then what is it?
Were we ment to be? Does our existence have a meaning? What does life mean??"

Answer:
Imagine an actor in a play asking these questions.
This is an example of a questioner (who only exists as a mask) asking existential questions.

The Ego or "I" is not a true unit. It is a combination of psycho-bio entities that scatter and rearrange combining into new masks.

I think a much more interesting issue is the illusion of this unity of the "I". (And all those other unity-illusions too.)
I see it as some theater of the gods cavorting around in their changing disguises chasing, absorbing each other, rearranging.
It's us friends, looking out all over from the broken mirrors.