What Will Happen When You Die?

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The worst possible time to have these discussions is when one is experiencing deep emotional pain. We don't see things clearly when our sole focus is alleviating sufferring.

I created a video on this subject but utube blocked the music I added to it.. nevertheless.. I still have the text that I took from Buddhism.. the Bible.. and Hermes.. and I created a remix.. to demonstrate different spiritual viewpoints.. but all singing from the same hymn sheet... I called it - We Shall Be Changed..... but Men in Error Speak of Their Changes as Destructions and as Deaths - because CHANGE in all 3 examples was the operative word.. AND ENERGY IS NEITHER CREATED.. OR DESTOYED.. IT JUST CONTINUALLY CHANGES ITS FORM.. Shame about the missing sound-track though.. the visual and sound presentation was excellent..

"Where is thy self?" asked the Buddha.

All compound things are transitory:
they grow and they decay.

"Thy self to which thou cling to is a constant change.
Years ago you were a small babe; then, you were a boy;
then a youth, and now, thou art a man.

Is there any identity of the babe and the man?
There is an identity in a certain sense only."

Identity and Non-Identity 56
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'Nevertheless, someone will say: "How are the dead to be raised up? Yes, with what sort of body are they coming?"
Look! I tell you a sacred secret: We shall not all fall asleep in death, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, during the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised up incorruptible, and we shall be changed."

1Corinthians 15:35 52

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"Concerning Soul and Body, son, we now must speak; in what way Soul is deathless, and whence comes the activity in composing and dissolving Body. For there's no death for aught of things that are.. that No One of Existing Things doth Perish, but Men in Error Speak of Their Changes as Destructions and as Deaths

For death is of destruction, and nothing in the Cosmos is destroyed. All things in Cosmos are parts of Cosmos, and most of all is man, the rational animal.

Doth then this life not perish?

Hermes: Hush, son! and understand what God, what Cosmos is, what is a life that cannot die, and what a life subject to dissolution.

Yea, understand the Cosmos is by God and in God; but Man by Cosmos and in Cosmos.

The source and limit and the constitution of all things is God."

Hermes Trismegistus - Corpus Hermeticum

And.. if GOD is EVERYTHING.. then we ourselves are GOD... and.. the Bible says so.. so it must be true..

See Psalms 82:5 and then see Jesus quoting Psalms 82:5 in John 10:31.. teaching man and God are one and the same.. Jesus was the godman.. leading us... by example..

“Every church is a stone.. On the grave of a god-man: It does not want him to rise up again.. under any circumstances.” - wrote Nietzsche - "The Übermensch ("Beyond-Man," "Superman," "Overman," "Uberman", or "Superhuman") is a concept in the philosophy of Friedrich Nietzsche... It is a work of philosophical allegory."


I love the poetic delivery of these great thinkers.. their words are so beautiful.. they make me want to go back and drink from their mouths.. again and again.. the waters of eternal life..

Death, one of my Favorite Subjects; Yes,

in Fact, Number One For Several Years then

Enduring the Worst Pain Known to Humankind

From Wake to Sleep For 66 Months; True Life is

Not Fair 'Little one' From the Lion King Movie

And the 'Scar Version of Jesus' Hanging

As 'Judas' Bleeding Most Even More

The Thief on the

Next Cross over

No little 3 Day
Gilligan's Tour
of Hanging on a Cross For

me my ordeal assessed
In Literature As Worse than the
The Torture of Crucifixion that
No Drug would Touch for 66 Months
Again From Wake to Sleep closest Analogy

A Dentist Drill With No Novocaine Except
in My Case in my Right Eye and Ear that
Made Effective Use of Eyes an Ears

Intolerable Until i managed to
Withstand the Pain after 33 Months
on Thanks Giving Day of 2010 to Endure
A Mountain of Pain for Each Word Writing
A Few Inches from A Screen Light Turned all the
Way Down as Even the Focus Provided by Prescription
Shades Turned up the Pain to Beyond Tolerable For Real...

True my Fantasy for Years Just escaping that Pain Perhaps
Like that Day Two Years in the Spring where i Picked out a Tree
in A Deep Forest Road Miles Away from Home With a Metal Chain
From my Home Gym Work-Out Machine Getting a Job Done without

Mistake Far Enough in the Woods Where Only Vultures to Find me Finally
Feasting on the Corpus of my Body Giving my Life Some Meaning to Return

To Nature
Whole Again

And Naturally
This Way From

The Destination
of Summer Turning
Into Winter Last Day Once Again...

True Dreams of Sinking to the Bottom
of the Ocean Just to feel like Part of Nature Again too...

True.. finally figuring Out Who God Is All That is one Feels
And Senses of Reality for Real... the Kind of thing Folks May

Not Enjoy Now
Understanding
Quite the Same
Way as those in

Hell See it was really
Heaven All the Way

Even the Migraines
Such A Heavenly Pill On Earth

Saw my Mother Suffer Usually 'they' last
3 Days Without Food or Drink Modern Medicine
And Hospice Allowing A Terminal Patient to Go Away
Starving to Death From Food and Drink this way Yet the

Doctor Said even with the 350 Cholesterol She Refused to
Take Medication Before Her Strong Heart Carried Her all the
Way through 8 Days with No Food or Drink Recently Had an
Uncle at 88 Years Old Last 6 Days Some Folks Just don't

Go Away Early

They Suffer

A Bit More...
Death is A Blessing
As We Lost a Cat Close to
Now On January 29th, 2019 A Yellow
Boy and A Moby Big Grey Cat on February 2nd,
2016 My Mother Going to Her Death Bed on Valentine's
Of 2017 My Wife Only Burned Her Hand With An Epileptic
Seizure on a BBQ Pan in 2018; Yet not Losing a Finger spending
A Week in a Burn-Unit Driving to a Distant City to Be With her there...

The Nurse told my 48-Year-Old Wife then Honey i thought You were
A Teenager Sitting Up in this Bed True Sad when someone who looks so

Young

Suffers

True...

Yet True really
Made Still Retaining
Eternal Teenager Youth

Not a Bad Fortune Either Strikes
And Gutterballs Do come in this
Life of DarK Thru LiGHT Yet Fall

Dying Leaves Weathering A Home
of Winter Make Living Trees Bring
Grass Green in Spring So Summer

Flowers Will come in May Oh What

A Wonderful Life Death Makes True too...

Remembering the one Tear i had in that 66 Months
The Only Time my Legs, still Leg Pressing 500 Pounds then
Felt Strong When A Cat Sunny Boy, We felt sure was the Son of
Yellow Boy From the Woods Got in a Fight with a Black and White
Oreo Scrappy 6 Pound Cat or So From Around the Block Wounding

Him Bad Vet with
News of Kitty
Aids Danger

of Bringing Him
Back and Killing many
Other Cats in Infection if
He survived His Trauma of Injury at all...

The Grief; the Tear; A Glimpse of Living Again in Hell...

And True that Road to the Forest With the Tree and the Vultures
And the Chain that Morning in Spring of 2010; my Wife who never mentioned
the Named Road Before, Yes, Awoke from a Dream And Said She and Her
Deceased Granny Were Hanging Christmas Ornaments On A Tree on

That Very Road..

i had lost all hope
all magic in Life yet
True at Least someone
else had Magic in Life...

i didn't tell her about

The Chain in the Bicycle Basket
Until the Pain and Numb Went
Away Over 3 Years Later when

What the Doctors Who offered
No Prognosis for Recovery Described
As A Real Life Miracle Losing the Pain and
Numb of a Synergy of 19 Life Threatening Disorders

Total; Yes it's true there is Life after Death in Life Standing
On A Beach On July 19th, 2013 Becoming One With Sugar White
Sands, Emerald Green Waves, Swaying Sea Oats, Seagull Wings

Spiraling Around the

Sun, So What's Heaven

Like' All there's left to do is

Give and Share Freely Dance

And Sing Insuring We Harm the

Rest of Nature Least And Leave only

Happy Foot Prints That at least

Might Lead to Heaven

After We Leave

As Truly

There are things in Life

So Much Worse than Death

Where Burning Forever at

Least Would Make

Ya Feel

Like

Dying..

Instead of
Being No
Soul at All

True There

is such a worst

Place than dying

the Living Dead indeed...

i visit A Church Now And then where
The Folks Are Sure Heaven is After Death
or Hell as such Where Enemies Are Tortured
Forever by an all loving forgiving God that's truly

No More Rational than a "Majorie Soylent Green God"

And a Lot Safer than a Serial Killer As At Least They Kill
You and Don't Torture You After You are Dead At least not

Where one

Is aware...

It's Interesting

Watching Folks Bow

to A Hanging Statue With

Arms reached to Skies of Heavens

Chanting "We Are Not Worthy" We are
Not Worthy and this Life Now is Not what

You are supposed to Appreciate Most Now; Nor the

Folks in Your Life; Nor the Grass so Green Nor all

The Beauty on that Beach That came to Be Heaven Still Now That Day...


A Life That Worships Death
And Dead Folks Perhaps may

Only Sound Strange to the

Living Dead... at least where

i am From Where They are

Trying to Name the

Bridge that Goes

To my Beach Heaven

"Trump Bridge" i kid you not..

Yet You See.. This Heaven Breathes Within

This Same Heaven For Real i Give and Share Free Now...

No one will Take and Hoard From You What You Own Yourself within

to give and

share free

so Odd

to Folks who
Worship Dead things

And After Death as a Way of Life...

This Life and Death thing; it's all relative from Where ya Breathe...

i could tell ya, ya Live forever now in Heaven; Yet you'd have to come to see it for yourself

The Good News

Is it's Real this

Autotelic Flow

With Divine Frission

Greater than 10,000
Orgasms in Every Point
oF LiGHT From Head to

Toe Stars We Are Within

As Stars Above to See

This Light all these

Points of Life

The Particles

The Waves The Field
the Same Water Wave Ocean Whole...

True it's not so Bad finding Out You Are
God All the DarK And LiGHT Now And It's

Also True it's not so Good Either

Yet Given a Choice God

Might Have

in Being

Nothing

Or Everything

It's No Wonder

if God Does it all over

Again And We Live forever

Now Again Just for the Hell and Heaven of it again...

it's true

There are

Days Where

Hell is Heaven

And Heaven is Hell

Like the Year We Never Had

Winter in December i never missed

Hot Chocolate So Much then.. true it's the Paper Cuts

And Kitty

Purrs

That Make

Life Worth Dying For Again...

Just a Matter of Perspective This Eternal Breath now is...

And Perhaps the Ultimate Definition of Hell is coming
Back Forever Alive Believing Heaven is After Death

Twilight

Zone

Material

Still for real now
No doubt in all the
Colors and Shades Still of 'Orange Rot' Now..

In Golden Robes and Suits the Same Never
Quite Enjoying the Colors of the Rainbow New to Create....

as i go through my 6th decade in this hellworld, i ponder the elysian fields more and more each day. i take tremendous comfort from such thoughts, and i often reread the following bit of wisdom by persian mystic Rumi written hundreds of years ago-
“I died as mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was human,
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die human,
To soar with angels blessed above.
And when I sacrifice my angel soul
I shall become what no mind ever conceived."

[Verse 1: Willie Nelson]
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive

[Verse 2: Kris Kristofferson]
I was a sailor
I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still

[Verse 3: Waylon Jennings]
I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around, I'll always be around and around and around and
Around and around

[Verse 4: Johnny Cash]
I fly a star-ship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again

Keep on living your lives, embrace the pleasures, and don't worry when the wick burns out. You ain't gonna be feeling nothing anyway.

My exact thoughts. Thanks for saying them

Socially people hide heavy topics and I never hear about death especially in public, while online they explore it avidly.

Yes people believe in a certain book about gods, like many others they used to believe too. And people desperately seek explanations for what they cannot understand and when they can't find one crisis happens and they make one up or seek what they find someone said and select it.
Fear of the unknown and of simplicity. Emotional needs. We must cope with the unknown and find peace within the truth. The world hides beauty as it is.

Religion - the only vice I had, no smoking, no alcohol, no coffee, and now Im off its effects. Much healthier, more accepting and loving lifestyle.

I life my life as if I have another coming on its coat-tales largely fitted around where I left off. That's probably how it'll continue, and yeah - racking up those growth and development points.

And when I die and when I'm dead, dead and gone
There'll be one child born
In our world to carry on, to carry on.

i had many dreams with my parents visiting me or me visiting my parents. in one dream they showed me a house they found for me in heaven, it was a bungalow but when i entered it, it was a mansion, as time/space behave differently in heaven than they do on earth. there were no electric light but despite a paucity of windows, there was plenty of non-localizable light inside, nothing was dim or shadowed. a holographic display showed up wherever i was at if i wanted to communicate with others wherever they were at, or i instantly was in their presence. sometimes i levitated and flew through the air like a soaring eagle, only i could soar upwards effortlessly. there was no sense of temperature, not hot or cold or warm for that matter - goldilocks, i guess. some places looked like office buildings filled with "bureaucrats" not unlike in a typical department of employment security, with abundant hanging plants. not many computers [except in some locations for recent arrivals, to make them feel more at home] but holograms would pop up here and there when necessary.

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This was an interesting 22 minutes of Sam Harris and Rupert Spira going back and forth about the non-dual experience vs. claims that the universe is mental (idealism) where both Sam and Rupert fall on different sides of the later. It's part of an hour and a half interview that Sam did with him recently so I'll have to tune in.

Samuel Benjamin Harris is an American author, philosopher, neuroscientist, and podcast host.

Rupert Spira is an English teacher of the "direct path", a method of spiritual self-enquiry through talks and writing, and a notable English studio potter with work in public and private collections.

Please note that neither of these Wikipedia descriptions includes the words "Prophet" or "Reincarnated".

Please also note that the mere existence of their claims does not support their validity.

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