And everyone else has also died many times. What makes me feel like I’m home is when I comprehend something. I’m currently memorizing musical compositions but I feel like I’ve wandered into the sun, if that makes any sense. If I were to console someone afraid to die on their deathbed I’d tell them you have already died countless times.
As someone who has technically been dead in the past I’d tell you to get out of my room and to let me die in peace.
Ive had that thought before too, that Ive died and (now in some kind of purgatory) i am kept clinging on with just a trickle of honey. And the rest is all Sucky.
I have lost consciousness but I wouldn’t call that dying. I think brainstem death is what real death is.
I think this is dangerous thinking…do you think you are stable? or is this some belief you have being stable.?
I agree with @jukebox this is dangerous thinking that can lead to risky behavior, I’d suggest talking to your pdoc
Ever evening you lay down for sleep you die. And every morning you wake you are reborn to a new world.
@columbus I do not believe this way, that’s all I’m going to say.
One filled with the same dumb people it had the day before.
No wonder everyone needs antidepressants.
I can’t address your other ideas because they seem too compllicated for me, but CONGRATS on memorizing music. I’ve heard it has all kinds of benefits for your brain.
I know people who don’t.
Maybe they are the reason why the rest of us need ad’s…
They’re probably extroverts.
Evil things.
When i have a respiratory attack i pass out a little and think to myself, oh, in a different realm i just died. Someday i will die in this realm, but will live in another realm.
Footnote: I watched a lot of scifi and movies about the supernatural.
I feel like that at times too, it always makes me think about those theories that “we all died in 2012” or whatever, and whether id have these thoughts if i wasnt already aware of them
I don’t want to over think things but yes anything is possible
It’s scary to think about
Someone once asked me “how do you know you’re the same person as yesterday? What if during sleep you were replaced with an identical copy?”
My answer was, after some reflection:
I can’t know for sure, but what difference does it make? There’s this continuity in feelings, thoughts and memories that gives me a stable identity and that’s all I need.
Then they asked me: “and what if you’re the same, but the whole world around you was replaced while you were sleeping?”
I said: nobody would go to such lenghts just to confuse my sorry arse.
I don’t believe I died.
I believe i was never born.
I’m totally nihil, null, zero
I would ask why they left in the mosquitoes?
Oh, and the Kardashians.
Yeah I used to think that but the arthritis reminds me I’m still connected to the Earth.
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