After life

[Carl the Llama]

Whenever these conversations come up the first thing that always comes to mind for me is my earliest memory:

 

I'm in a bright, multi-coloured vortex with no sense of body then suddenly I'm waking up in my childhood bed with a hazy recollection of who I am, almost like coming out of a salvia trip.  In a state of mild confusion I get up and go downstairs where some cereal is waiting for me in a faded blue plastic kiddie bowl with kiddie cutlery and I remember finding that somewhat unusual but at the same time it made sense.  Then when I see my family it's only by instinct or muscle memory that I recognise them and remember their names, otherwise they mostly feel like strangers I'm meeting for the first time.  Trippy stuff which to this day I double guess whether it's some kind of supernatural event or just the chemical result of one's brain reaching the point where it's finally capable of forming audio-visual memories.  The fact that it was at an age where I was already capable of vocabulary weirds me out a bit because you would think I'd already have established cognitive memory to be able to develop my language skills to the point they were at.  I'd be interested to hear if anybody else has similar early recollections.

 

Oh and unlike Kyle I definitely am a bit cuckoo.  

[Great Boos Up]

It's a scare story told to you so that you'll accept the shitty end of the stick in this life for better next life; while others prosper.

The idea is more terrifying than a painful death. Your spirit, soul or essence or whatever floats about a bit watching your relatives have a wank. Then when they die they join you to watch some people hundreds of years from now. Then after 500 years you have no concept or relation to anyone or anything living. Then after a thousand years you would without body try to find a way to be mercilessly relieved of any existence.

And after ten thousand years? And what if you died when you were six months old?

If there were a God I'd ask that I could just die.

 

(but if god could just give me a week to watch the girl at number 26 have a shower that would be grand).

[Carl the Llama]

4 minutes ago, Great Boos Up said:

It's a scare story told to you so that you'll accept the shitty end of the stick in this life for better next life; while others prosper.

The idea is more terrifying than a painful death. Your spirit, soul or essence or whatever floats about a bit watching your relatives have a wank. Then when they die they join you to watch some people hundreds of years from now. Then after 500 years you have no concept or relation to anyone or anything living. Then after a thousand years you would without body try to find a way to be mercilessly relieved of any existence.

And after ten thousand years? And what if you died when you were six months old?

If there were a God I'd ask that I could just die.

 

(but if god could just give me a week to watch the girl at number 26 have a shower that would be grand).

But if we transcend to some inter-dimensional status then perhaps time as we experience it would become irrelevant.

[Great Boos Up]

1 minute ago, Carl the Llama said:

But if we transcend to some inter-dimensional status then perhaps time as we experience it would become irrelevant.

Everything would still become irrelevant. What's the point? An eternity of inter-dimensional status revisiting moments of time over and over with no physical presence?

That's hell for an experienced mind. What if you were six months old?

We just die, and if you're very lucky you get to experience life without pain and suffering. 

[Carl the Llama]

Just now, Great Boos Up said:

Everything would still become irrelevant. What's the point? An eternity of inter-dimensional status revisiting moments of time over and over with no physical presence?

That's hell for an experienced mind. What if you were six months old?

We just die, and if you're very lucky you get to experience life without pain and suffering. 

That's just your limited human mind talking. 

[Great Boos Up]

2 minutes ago, Carl the Llama said:

That's just your limited human mind talking. 

Oh you!

[Charl91]

11 hours ago, kingcarr21 said:

I don't believe in anything. Don't believe in God either, I mean who does this

 

God: This planet I have created, lets cover 80% of it in water

 

Angel: Good idea, Humans need water to survive so there will be plenty to dri.........

 

God: MAKE IT UNDRINKABLE!!!

 

 

 

 

Edit: And as a bonus comic, God Makes Carnivores.

[Carl the Llama]

On the subject of the Christian version of God, @Rincewind posted a youtube video a while back by a guy called NonStampCollector who has a whole host of videos ripping into Christianity.  Brilliant stuff, definitely worth checking out.  Here's a taster video:

 

[Devonfox1884]

What even is 'life'? How did anything come into being? Initially, nothing ever existed, but something must have caused the creation of the Universe.

 

I'm not religious, never will be, but I'll never discount it because it is entirely plausible if you think about it enough, that a higher power created the Universe.

 

Remember, at the beginning of time there was nothing, so someone or something had to act as a catalyst for the creation of the  Universe... Even if it only took a spec of dust and a minute amount of gas to begin the expansion of the universe, neither of these technically existed so it's impossible that that is the case...

 

My head hurts

 

 

[Matt_Lcfc]

10 hours ago, Isle of Wight Fox said:

I had a near-death experience when I was ten.

 

I swallowed my tongue whilst asleep in the middle of the night and I remember being totally conscious of the fact that I was choking and dying, thrashing about on the bed unable to help myself, unbearable panic setting-in. Apparently, on top of my tongue being down my throat, I had lock-jaw too.

 

Then, all of a sudden, total calm. I was drifting down a circular tunnel surrounded by swirling rainbow colours towards a bright light.

 

Next thing, I'm awake, my parents are crying and my dad has a nasty cut on his finger where I'd bitten him as he'd prised my mouth open. Apparently I'd stopped breathing. I guess that must've been when all went calm.

 

I never mentioned the colours or the light to anyone until I was sat watching a programme on TV about near-death experiences and I just broke down. I was only ten so I'd had no idea what it meant. I guess I still don't. Was it to an afterlife or just chemicals in the brain?

It's an interesting story that, made me to scared to sleep tonight! But depends if you were fully dead as then your brains can't process the chemicals so not really sure. 

[The Doctor]

12 hours ago, kingcarr21 said:

I don't believe in anything. Don't believe in God either, I mean who does this

 

God: This planet I have created, lets cover 80% of it in water

 

Angel: Good idea, Humans need water to survive so there will be plenty to dri.........

 

God: MAKE IT UNDRINKABLE!!!

I would tbh, ****ing with people is fantastic fun. There's a reason most polytheistic religions have a trickster god.

[Wymsey]

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[Wycombe Fox]

7 hours ago, Finnegan said:

 

Chemicals in the brain. 

 

You're not dead just because you stopped breathing. Obviously I can't say for certain because I wasn't there but based off what you've just said, you didn't die you just experienced asphyxiation to the point of losing consciousness. 

I agree with you

[Wycombe Fox]

1 hour ago, Matt_Lcfc said:

It's an interesting story that, made me to scared to sleep tonight! But depends if you were fully dead as then your brains can't process the chemicals so not really sure. 

I guess I can’t have been fully dead. Good job really as if I’d died in 1973 I’d have missed us winning the Prem lol.

 

I guess swallowing my tongue and City winning the Prem were both one-offs!!

 

it was just strange that, at the age of ten, I’d had no pre-conception of the ‘light at the end of the tunnel’.

[bovril]

3 hours ago, Carl the Llama said:

Whenever these conversations come up the first thing that always comes to mind for me is my earliest memory:

 

I'm in a bright, multi-coloured vortex with no sense of body then suddenly I'm waking up in my childhood bed with a hazy recollection of who I am, almost like coming out of a salvia trip.  In a state of mild confusion I get up and go downstairs where some cereal is waiting for me in a faded blue plastic kiddie bowl with kiddie cutlery and I remember finding that somewhat unusual but at the same time it made sense.  Then when I see my family it's only by instinct or muscle memory that I recognise them and remember their names, otherwise they mostly feel like strangers I'm meeting for the first time.  Trippy stuff which to this day I double guess whether it's some kind of supernatural event or just the chemical result of one's brain reaching the point where it's finally capable of forming audio-visual memories.  The fact that it was at an age where I was already capable of vocabulary weirds me out a bit because you would think I'd already have established cognitive memory to be able to develop my language skills to the point they were at.  I'd be interested to hear if anybody else has similar early recollections.

 

My earliest memory is sticking Plasticine willies on my sisters barbie dolls. So kind of similar.