I believe life isn’t the opposite of death. Birth is the opposite of death.
I believe life is eternal, but that our mortal bodies are not. I do believe in something beautiful after the death of our physical form and ego.
Because of what I’ve seen and experienced in my life, because it’s a beautiful belief, and because I feel deep inside that that’s my truth.
(disclaimer: I am careful with saying “my truth” and not “The Fucking Absolute Truth You Better Believe Me”. I am not imposing my beliefs on anyone. I’m just answering this as sincerely as I can :)
”I do believe in something beautiful after the death of our physical form and ego.” And that would be what?
”Because of what I’ve seen and experienced in my life,…” That would be drug induced hallucinations, honey. What you saw wasn’t real, just your brain getting wrecked. You might want to stop that.
Your assumption about me taking drugs is both childish and very wrong, you might want to rethink about judging people and their beliefs so arrogantly. Allow people to have different views of life than you, it won’t hurt, I promise.
If you don’t agree with me, then that’s totally fine. I can respect that. Just keep your spit to yourself, no one deserves to be diminished just because they have another life experience than you do.
Point taken, sorry for being rude. You still haven’t answered my question. What would be that something, which happens after the death of our physical form and ego? Also, could you please tell what would be those experiences that led you to have such beliefs?
No worries, but thanks for apologizing :)
For your first question, I wouldn’t want to pretend like I know this sort of unknown. I don’t! I have ideas about death, beliefs that whatever it is, it is a beautiful and fulfilling experience that makes you feel complete and whole. But that’s just a vague feeling I have that I don’t mind not knowing more about. Some things just can’t be intellectualized (thank god).
I also couldn’t give you specific experiences. I feel like my whole life has lead up to those beliefs, not just one Holy Wow Moment that suddenly opened my eyes. It’s been slow, calm, with ups and downs, but in the end, my life experience taught me that this energy that makes me feel so alive cannot leave me, because it IS me. I can’t lose what I am, only what I have. And I have a physical body. In this way, the body dies, but the core of who we are lives eternally.
Again, that’s just me and what I feel about life. It’s nice to know that people can feel differently about it :)