ok i dunno where to post this but here i go.What do you think it feels like to die ? or what do you think happensme i think well i dunno but you know when you go under anastetic(spelling oops) well then you wake up and well you dont remeber anything, i think we die and thats it i mean if thats the case what would happen to our mind and our thoughts . All this death thats happening around me is crazy its got me thinking and got me scared i know im only young but im scared for myself and for all the ppl i love who may die soon ...
Dont go through life trying to be a apple when your a berry....the Grass is never greener on the other side
People who 'die' and get revived often (not always) have "near-death experiences". Whether these are real or just dreams can't be known, but what is nearly universal among people who have them, is that they no longer fear death.
Death is like rain it falls on everyone and everything some people dont't like rain on the other hand some people have no feelings for or against it because they understand and accept it. That is when the sun starts shining.
I understand where you're coming from. I ask the same question over and over again. I attended 12 funerals (people I was close to) between my junior year of high school and before I graduated as a senior in high school and I've attended many more since then. The death of my cousin Dillon and Carrie were probably the most traumatic I had experienced that far. But here in the next few months I will probably attend the funerals of my great grandmother and my grandmother and grandfather. The first one will probably be my grandfather, to whom I am very close to. My grandpa has terminal lung cancer that has completely collapsed his right lung, moved into his aorta, and into his left lung. They're almost certain it's moved to his brain, but they don't really know because my grandpa has refused treatment of any sort. Now you may ask yourself, how can she and her family go through that and still believe in God?I can't prove there IS a God anymore than anyone on this board or on the face of the planet can prove that there ISN'T a God. What I have to lead me, is my faith in something that is so much bigger than I am. It wouldn't make a difference in anyone's faith if I said that my grandmother's bed when she was born was literally a shoebox because she was so small she could fit in the palm of your hand. It wouldn't make a difference if I said that her doctor said she wouldn't make it through a winter and now almost seventy years later people consider her to be one of the 1930's modern day medicine miracles. It wouldn't make a difference if I told everyone that when I was 6 years old I was hospitalized and the doctors told my parents they'd done everything they can, that I was't getting better, and that they should start making arrangements for a funeral, but here I am today. I can also tell you that I saw a woman in my hospital room that I didn't recognize. A few months later my grandmother was showing me family pictures and I saw the woman who had come to see me in a photograph. When I told my grandma she became very pale and said, "That's your Granny Leighton, Misty. But she's passed away." Even that wouldn't make a difference because YOU didn't experience it and I did. So, the fact still remains that people in our "infinite wisdom" are still as narrow minded as ever. Unwilling to compromise and unwilling to admit that they may be wrong. To get to the heart of the matter, I don't, know what happens when we die because I'm not dead. However, I believe in something bigger and greater because everything within me says that it's right. I may be wrong but I don't really care. You don't have to believe the way I do. I choose this path for myself because of my own experiences and because of what I think is right for me. In reply to: The paradox of our time in history is that we havetaller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways,but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less,we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses andsmaller families, more conveniences, but less time. Wehave more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, butless judgment, more experts, yet more problems, moremedicine, but less wellness.We drink too much, smoke too much, spend toorecklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get tooangry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read toolittle, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. Wehave multiplied our possessions, but reduced ourvalues. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hatetoo often.We've learned how to make a living, but not a life.We've added years to life not life to years. We'vebeen all the way to the moon and back, but havetrouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. Weconquered outer space but not inner space. We've donelarger things, but not better things.We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul..We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. Wewrite more, but learn less. We plan more, butaccomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not towait. We build more computers to hold moreinformation, to produce more copies than ever, but wecommunicate less and less.These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion,big men and small character, steep profits and shallowrelationships. These are the days of two incomes butmore divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. Theseare days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwawaymorality, one night stands, overweight bodies, andpills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, tokill. It is a time when there is much in the showroomwindow and nothing in the stockroom.Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,but by the moments that take our breath away.~~~George Carlin~~~
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No one knows for sure what happens- but I don't honestly fear death. And I am an atheist- none of that god crap for me. but honestly, countless people have died before I was even born, and you and I will die when its our time. The best you can to is to try your hardest to follow your own path- follow your heart, try and be a decent person, and try to leave a legacy- a memory people will be happy and proud of to have. It will eventually happen- but don't fear it. Be glad of your life while you have it.The only thing I fear is that it'll be very painful- but I try not to think about it cause I can't help it if it is or not, ya know?
I think it may feel as if your soul is being lifted away from you. A different sensation felt by nothing else.On the other sub-subject that is in discussion, I don't fear my own death but I fear the death of others.
Being put to sleep before an opperation is more like going to sleep or going unconsious for some reason or another.
I don't think it really matters what it feels like and i'd think its different for different people. Dying in your sleep is peaceful and painless as opposed to being stabbed in the street or suffocated or drowned.
When your about to die pain is irrelevent. Your not gonna remember it.
When i was younger 14-15 i think, i was terrorfied of death. I had a phase of waking up in cold sweats and almost crying due to the sheer terror of the inevitable ordeal. But now, i don't really care. Death is part of life, but as with life death cannot be explained.
Look at the food we eat. An animal has died so we could live, its done by machines in many cases these days, death is not a big deal. Its socieitical for us to fear death as we make such a big deal about it, but its a fact of life and i am pretty emotionless to the fact of death and dying. I've only known of my 2 great nans dying who i didn't really know and my grandad dying which was a bit more painful for me but i accept the fact there dead, prehaps when someone closer to my heart dies i'll look at it differently.
But i do find some comfort in the fact that since the creation of the universe cannot be explained that death isn't necceserily the be all and end all of life. I kinda think that theres a certain amount of energy in the universe that binds us and powers us and that that energy just moves from one place to another.
Look at a battery. When you buy it it's full of energy, but when it runs out the power has gone somewhere else.
I am more afraid of people dying around me than dying myself, at least im not gonna know about it but when the people closest to you die such a void in your life is created that its just gutting. I could not express it.
At least for me theres still a good 10-20 years of life left in my nans and grandad and a good 40-50 years in my mum and dad...hopefully. Its definately an ordeal that can be left till as late as possible.
Ok, first of all in more than a little bit of a pissy mood. So apologies if i offend anyone here, or in any other posts tonight. Im not gonna say its not my opinion, but just im not gonna bother with any niceties, and probably only a few grins tonightRight then, dying. My opinion on this is almost non-existent for now. But i know what my opinion will be in later life. And if i dont, what the hey. Just means that ive changed my stance on yet another thing. I have a lot to live for just now, i know this. the world is my oyster and shit liek that. but with age comes a lessening of that oyster. responsibility, taxes, etc, etc, etc all the things that drag your life down a set course, all of these things i am allergic to. deathly allergic. and should there come a tiem in my later life where my life doesnt spiral out of my control, as that is always fun, but instead sets itself down a path not of my choosing that it is impossible to kick the wheels out of then i would certainly not wish to continue that existence. Suicide is for those who dont want to make a makr though. If i was forced into an existence i did not want till i died, my last message would definitely be a big fuck you to the world. So my method of death would be something insanely stupid, cruel and twisted. Something huge that would ultimately result in my death.Dont get me wrong though. this is definitely future consideration. Suicide isnt for me as i hate the world far too much to let it win so easily
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