Hello, I'm dead.
I've never really thought about death; does it hurt? I hope not, but that of course depends on how you die. Getting shot in your leg and bleeding to death hurts ten times more than dying in your sleep. Or that's how I would imagine it, who knows, it might be entire opposite. But what does it feel like? Is it sort of like falling asleep, but then you just wake up someplace different? Or do you wake up at all? Now that depends on one's religion, you may reincarnate or go to Hell/Heaven, who knows. But I sort of don't belive in Heaven or Hell. I don't think that what happens after your death should be determined by what you do while you're alive; just sounds stupid. Say you have someone who's poor, and they have to steal to even get a bite to eat? Should they go to Hell for that? I know I know: God will save them. God will take care of everything. Where was your precious God when the US dropped two atomic bombs to Japan? Or when nine eleven happened? If God's so good, then why doesn't He (or She) help us? Don't get me wrong, I believe that that there something that created our world and all (not necessarily God, but something).
I think that after you die, you don't go to Heaven or Hell, just someplace nice, where you can spend your afterdeathy days in peace. :) I think you go somewhere where everything is just the way you want it to be, whether it's to have a family or leave on the beach or be the fastest person alive. Now those were just random things that popped into my mind, whatever.
I always thought of death as a good thing, not as the end of something, but the beginning of something else to come. The end of life, yes, but the start of another life, sort of.
So, to conclude this pondering of life and death (mostly death), I just wanna say, don't worry about death/dying, live in the now, live your life, and when death does come, just think of it as part of life.
I think that after you die, you don't go to Heaven or Hell, just someplace nice, where you can spend your afterdeathy days in peace. :) I think you go somewhere where everything is just the way you want it to be, whether it's to have a family or leave on the beach or be the fastest person alive. Now those were just random things that popped into my mind, whatever.
I always thought of death as a good thing, not as the end of something, but the beginning of something else to come. The end of life, yes, but the start of another life, sort of.
So, to conclude this pondering of life and death (mostly death), I just wanna say, don't worry about death/dying, live in the now, live your life, and when death does come, just think of it as part of life.