Dying and beyond

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Two of the videos are 17 minutes long and the third is 23 minutes. You posted 3 minutes after my initial post.

What part of "Before you jump into one camp or the other I'd like you to watch these three TEDx Talks given by medical doctors. Afterwards I'd like to hear what people have to think" was too difficult for you to understand?
With all due respect life is too short to waste 47 mins watching those
 
This is one of the nicest (kinda) takes, well worth the read:
The Egg By Andy Weir said:
You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

Personally I know that when I die this whole testing environment including all you constructs will just turn off completely. You should probably be aware that you actually disappear when Im not around and then reappear with newly added "memories" when I require entertainment. Obviously you cant accept this, its against your programming.
 
Everybody knows deep down what happens when you die but try to pretend otherwise.
Ah, the old 'Everyone Knows' school of research...

TEDx is for cranks.
And The SMB isn't?

Mr Serious. The job of the second post on SMB thread? I performed my job pretty well.
I thought that was to say Format the fu**er or Sh*t in her knicker draw

With all due respect life is too short to waste 47 mins watching those
I bet you've wasted a lot more time than that on The SMB just this week
 
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bet you've wasted a lot more time than that on The SMB just this week
It was worth it but those films are just as crazy as all the Aliens bollocks I have been posting, give your head a shake marra.
 
It was worth it but those films are just as crazy as all the Aliens bollocks I have been posting, give your head a shake marra.

What about if those medics are right about the dying process but just wrong in their supposition that it points to a great being of light and merely points toward hallucination caused by neurological decay? Is that still crazy?

I'm disappointed, but not surprised, that so many people just fell into the 'I know it isn't like that' or 'It's all bollocks' type of posts instead of using this great, atheistic argument.
 
At least most of what I have
Ah, the old 'Everyone Knows' school of research...


And The SMB isn't?


I thought that was to say Format the fu**er or Sh*t in her knicker draw


I bet you've wasted a lot more time than that on The SMB just this week
You may be right but at least some of what I have been reading is factual , your not surely expecting educated people to even look at that twaddle.
 
I’d like to think I’m open minded on many things and have read into the different arguments on this but I just can’t believe in the after life no matter how hard I try.

I’d love to believe and really don’t like the thought of not existing anymore but what can I really do. I just try to enjoy my life without thinking about it.
 
I’d like to think I’m open minded on many things and have read into the different arguments on this but I just can’t believe in the after life no matter how hard I try.

I’d love to believe and really don’t like the thought of not existing anymore but what can I really do. I just try to enjoy my life without thinking about it.
What would make the modern generation believe is that we are all part of a gigantic SIM game and GODs are the game players who manipulate us and follow us through our lives and various afterlives.
 

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