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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:42 am
Do u believe in life after death? what do u think happenes to ppl once they have died??
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 10:33 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:01 pm
This is something I don't like to think about. I'm very scientific about it though. I think anythings possible but nobody can tell.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:51 pm
i can only hope we are reincarnated ,,he he i have been told i was a wild black male horse ,that ,that is where i get my attitude from lol,and i can see that ><
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 11:50 am
they go to hell there's no such thing as heaven....
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:09 pm
To sumerise my thoughts on the subject:
- You can choose wether to be reincarnated or not. -If you choose to be reincarnated you are put somewhere where you will be happy. -If you choose not then you are sent to either Heaven or Hell. ~~~~
That's as close as I can put it to my thoughts. Yeah, I have no real religion but rather a mix.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 9:36 am
Alunage they go to hell there's no such thing as heaven.... there is no such thing as hell either^^ i believe in neither of them
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 11:46 am
He's not asking whether you believe in heavan or hell. He's asking what you do believe in.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:12 am
Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get yet to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.
Hamlet, Act V, scene i
I'm with Shakespeare on this one. No matter what we do in life, we all end up the same way: dead. It's the great equalizer. It's what reminds us that we are, in fact, animals, just like all the others on this planet.
I think that our consciousness of ourselves is what we call the human "soul" and that that consciousness ceases to be when our brains stop functioning--when we die.
Thus, life only continues after death in the sense that our bodies decompose and become nourishment for other organisms in the natural cycle of life and death.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 11:36 am
Kachan36 Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get yet to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, Act V, scene i I'm with Shakespeare on this one. No matter what we do in life, we all end up the same way: dead. It's the great equalizer. It's what reminds us that we are, in fact, animals, just like all the others on this planet. I think that our consciousness of ourselves is what we call the human "soul" and that that consciousness ceases to be when our brains stop functioning--when we die. Thus, life only continues after death in the sense that our bodies decompose and become nourishment for other organisms in the natural cycle of life and death. That statement makes sense, but I like to choose hope over sense in this case. We have know idea what comes after, and aboslutely nothing is what I fear most. For me hell would probably be better than just ending.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 12:49 pm
The_Green_Bard Kachan36 Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get yet to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, Act V, scene i I'm with Shakespeare on this one. No matter what we do in life, we all end up the same way: dead. It's the great equalizer. It's what reminds us that we are, in fact, animals, just like all the others on this planet. I think that our consciousness of ourselves is what we call the human "soul" and that that consciousness ceases to be when our brains stop functioning--when we die. Thus, life only continues after death in the sense that our bodies decompose and become nourishment for other organisms in the natural cycle of life and death. That statement makes sense, but I like to choose hope over sense in this case. We have know idea what comes after, and aboslutely nothing is what I fear most. For me hell would probably be better than just ending. But, once you're gone, it won't matter what you were afraid of in life. Your brain will not be processing information anymore. There will be no fear, no hope--no you. You won't even know that you are dead because there will be no you to know it. Maybe it does sound a little bleak, but it's what I think. The whole notion of something after death has never made sense to me. Even when I was a kid, and I learned about Heaven and Hell in church, I always wanted to know exactly what made a person good enough for Heaven and what made a person bad enough for Hell. Since no one could ever tell me, I've always been rather skeptical. As I learn more about the world, about humans and where we come from and how we work, I am less and less inclined to believe in the afterlife. Obviously, my thoughts are not the epitome of truth. You are correct; we can't know for sure what happens after death because (to quote Hamlet again) death is "The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns". That's why I present my thoughts as just that--thoughts--not beliefs. I'm always open to new evidence.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 3:53 pm
Kachan36 The_Green_Bard Kachan36 Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get yet to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, Act V, scene i I'm with Shakespeare on this one. No matter what we do in life, we all end up the same way: dead. It's the great equalizer. It's what reminds us that we are, in fact, animals, just like all the others on this planet. I think that our consciousness of ourselves is what we call the human "soul" and that that consciousness ceases to be when our brains stop functioning--when we die. Thus, life only continues after death in the sense that our bodies decompose and become nourishment for other organisms in the natural cycle of life and death. That statement makes sense, but I like to choose hope over sense in this case. We have know idea what comes after, and aboslutely nothing is what I fear most. For me hell would probably be better than just ending. But, once you're gone, it won't matter what you were afraid of in life. Your brain will not be processing information anymore. There will be no fear, no hope--no you. You won't even know that you are dead because there will be no you to know it. Maybe it does sound a little bleak, but it's what I think. The whole notion of something after death has never made sense to me. Even when I was a kid, and I learned about Heaven and Hell in church, I always wanted to know exactly what made a person good enough for Heaven and what made a person bad enough for Hell. Since no one could ever tell me, I've always been rather skeptical. As I learn more about the world, about humans and where we come from and how we work, I am less and less inclined to believe in the afterlife. Obviously, my thoughts are not the epitome of truth. You are correct; we can't know for sure what happens after death because (to quote Hamlet again) death is "The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns". That's why I present my thoughts as just that--thoughts--not beliefs. I'm always open to new evidence. As I said that all makes perfect sense. I'm not religous and I never will be. You're right once I'm gone it might not matter, but for as long as I'm alivethehope that something more exists is what helps me get up each day.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 4:41 pm
i think that there is a whole other life beyond this one. thee is a better place where we can be peaceful and bring peace to others. also i like to think that there is life beyond this one because it makes me hopeful that i will be able to see my ancestors and family and friends that have passed away.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 5:49 pm
I guess I just don't understand this form of hope. Why hope for something more after life, when you can hope for something better during life? I have hope, too. I hope I will be a better person than I am. I hope I will go back to school one day and fulfill my dream of studying anthropology. I hope my younger brother will grow up and stop being a...(insert your own word here because I can't think of anything good enough).
But I don't hope for things to be better after I'm dead. I'd much rather they be better while I can still enjoy them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 7:01 pm
"to die we must live, to live we must die"
heard that years ago, and my pastor recited it three weeks ago
here's the "christian" inturpretation of it
as for life after death - it'sout there, but there are only two palces to go
Heaven or Hell
should one become familair with jesus by dying spiritually, he then gaisn imortallity within the walls of heaven,
eyt if one doesnt do so, then they will gain eternal suffering within the lake of fire
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i'm a devouted christian - God s my leader and he alone is my prioty
my current lsit of priorities are 1God 2Monique (girl i wanna hook up with)
then dive way down the mountain of importance to: 3 getting a job 4 getting into college 5 Karate Lessons 6 family 7 myself
what i mean by "mountain of importance"
3-7 COMBINED dont even scathe how important Monique is to me, and she's the same when compared to big G
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