We don't know what it is like to not exist
I used to be so scared of the unknown, what happens after you die etc but have finally found some peace through looking at things in a different light (this site was a huge help!)
There will always be an unknown.
When I started to think about that statement, the fear that I used to have started to turn into excitement.
I still don’t know what happens when we die but that doesn’t worry me anymore. All I want to do now is to know, learn and experience as much of the unknown that I can during my life. That is now my mantra!
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@rynonz, I went through that phase too; fearing it, wondering what it will be like etc. Now I basically just have faith (I hate using that word lol) in the universe. If she/it/he was nice enough to let me experience something as awesome as life once, I doubt she/it/he will be a total douchebag and only let me experience this once and then nothing forever. What a dick move that would be. I can’t prove it of course, but it’s not something worth losing sleep over.
I fear death. I fear the unknown. I doubt my beliefs based on fear. My mother is an oncologist, and she often talks about patients who are extremely confident in their religion until the time of their death. When they are actually confronted with death, they panic. I think most people know deep down that they are afraid, but repress it as long as they can. Once they can’t, it kinda blows up in their faces. I realized I do not want that to happen to me. So I signed up to be a hospice volunteer starting January. I have decided the best way to stop repressing my fears is to fast-foreward to the confrontation part before it is too late. Hopefully I will learn a little about life- and death- and become as confident as you are! Sorry if I rambled a bit- my brain is fried and I’m trying to mulitask.
The only thing that can happen after we die is the same experience or the same sort of experience as when we are born. In other words, you’re not going to have to put up with everlasting nonexistence, because that’s not an experience.
That’s the way Alan Watts explained it, and I think that’s the best summed up explanation I’ve come across.
I think I experienced something like nonexistence once when I smoked DMT. It was a void occupied by nothing but a single thought, and that thought was God. From it eventually came forth all else, all being from nonbeing, rippling through the frequencies all the way back down to myself. It was quite frightening to be nothing for a while