Does anybody know where we really gonna go?

Atavachron wrote:   who-knows-it's-prog wrote: Dead................i work with a woman who has had an anuerisym...she died 5 times...and her recall of death was a blackness slowly descending on her...no white light or crap like that.   When you die you are gone forever...only remembered by those who want to....death is finite. you mean life is finite?  If death is finite then by definition there's an afterlife (or afterdeath)

I wonder if all that story involves mushrooms, dinosaurs and princesses kept prisoners in another castle.

who-knows-it's-prog wrote: Dead................i work with a woman who has had an anuerisym...she died 5 times...and her recall of death was a blackness slowly descending on her...no white light or crap like that.   When you die you are gone forever...only remembered by those who want to....death is finite.

Was she miraculously reincarnated the first time as a cat ? If so she only has 4 'get out of jail free' cards left...

Slartibartfast wrote: When I have to go I usually go in the toilet.  jammun wrote: We ain't goin' nowhere.  We're already in Hell for 1/3 of our existence (work).  We are in Heaven for another 1/3 (sleep).  The other 1/3 I suppose is what the Catholics call purgatory. We're a real nowhere man.

Know not where we're goin' to.

AtomicCrimsonRush wrote: Not believing in hell won't change anything. If it exists it is what it is... Its all a matter of knowing where you are going through faith and belief.\\   But seeing this is a fun area i can say   OOh baby dont you know what its worth - OOh heaven is a place on earth   (Belinda Carlisle - who else?)

And believing in Heaven won’t necessarily make it exist. Trust me, I’m three years older and wiser than you . Anyway, Belinda always seemed a bit tipsy …

I know. Elephants die in certain places and

Yeah I saw that facinating, and why do they call it Elephant graves/tomb (just think of the place in LIon King where the Hyena's are living it the movie)

ExittheLemming wrote: We appear to be the only mammals that know we're gonna die (gulp) and this very unpalatable fact can give the humanoid critter a rather melancholic slant on certain things. I don't believe in reincarnation for the same reason I don't acknowledge that there could be a kernel of furry old me that is irreducibly eternal (like a soul or such celestial malarkey) I guess you just have to find those wonderful things that keep yer eyes moist as they say, and take joy itself in the things that bring you happiness. For me, music, literature, humour, soccer, animals, good food, red wine, guiness and the unimpeachable beauty of womankind makes it all worthwhile. (Damn... I should have put the drinks after the chicks) No-one here gets out alive.

yes that is correct in some extent that humans are probably some of the only mammals that knows that, but then this comes to mind.

Elephants is known to when they are close to die (as the are Older around 70 years)  the will go on a lonesome walk,  and walk, and walk, and walk ......... til they die of age. so maybe Humans and Elephants are the only mammals that know's they will die.


Edited by aginor - April 03 2010 at 09:08

I believe we will all be reborn as non-rabbits at the planet Gorp, where Ian Anderson is worshipped as a god.

Seriously, I’m an agnostic. I don’t rule out the possibility of an existence after death, but I don’t buy the talk about Heaven and Hell.

We might not be there to share it
if eternity’s a jest
But I think that I can bear it
if the next life is the best

(Peter Hammill – who else?)

King By-Tor wrote: Since the brain is meat and the "soul" is simply electric impulses I believe that when we die our energy disperses and we cease to exist. Your body feeds the plants and the worms and your energy simply goes elsewhere.

Mary Shelley may have stolen your thunder (and lightning) with the reverse idea : Throw the switch Igor...

We appear to be the only mammals that know we're gonna die (gulp) and this very unpalatable fact can give the humanoid critter a rather melancholic slant on certain things. I don't believe in reincarnation for the same reason I don't acknowledge that there could be a kernel of furry old me that is irreducibly eternal (like a soul or such celestial malarkey)

I guess you just have to find those wonderful things that keep yer eyes moist as they say, and take joy itself in the things that bring you happiness. For me, music, literature, humour, soccer, animals, good food, red wine, guiness and the unimpeachable beauty of womankind makes it all worthwhile. (Damn... I should have put the drinks after the chicks)

No-one here gets out alive.