Remember where you were in the year 1843? You go there again.

A few seconds after death I immediately went back to the exact same place I was ten months before I was conceived.

Ever since my mom died 6 years ago, I have wondered. My mom, for example, sits in a box on my book shelf. At least the remaining ashes of her physical form. Her feelings, thoughts, strong opinions, beliefs... They live on in the people she shared her life with. In after life, all I can prove is that she is ash in a bag, inside a box.

Decomposition.
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I don’t know. I haven’t died yet.

the brain, which creates our consciousness, dies, so our consciousness stops existing. our bodies decompose. that's it. the end.

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Why the past tense? Are you already dead or do you think we are?

Usually decomposition starts setting in.

We cried, mourned, had a funeral, buried our loved one, and tried to navigate life without those we love.

In my case, anything useful gets harvested for organ transplants, the rest goes to the local medical school.

All I can say for sure is that there is lots of worms envolved.

Who knows? Maybe disintegration maybe ecstasy. One things for sure, we’ll all find out one day so make the most of what is in front of you now. No need to speculate on the end of things. Let the religious types ponder that one.

Does anybody believe in reincarnation?

Your just dead.

I fell through the ice when I was a kid. I awoke 3 days later in a hospital. I have absolutely no remembrance of anything that happened in between. No 'tunnel of light'. No 'pearly gates'. No nothing. (Maybe I wasn't "dead" enough?). All I remember is saying "I'm hungry!", and after the doctors got done marveling over my 're-awakening', the nurse brought me a bowl of tomato soup, a tuna sandwich, and a carton of milk. I haven't been out on the ice since. And when I still lived in Michigan, on very cold winter days, I'd get this craving for tomato soup, and a tuna sandwich!

You die.

Someone bit the dust. The worms had a feast. Birds ate the worms. Beasts ate the birds. We ate the beasts.

Who died?

A very very long nap is ahead

I will never know