To ask what you really think happens when you die?

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I’d describe myself as agnostic. I’d like to think God exists, and heaven exists but logically I think it’s probably unlikely.

My grandads mum died this week, she was asleep really for her final days, and in the run up to her death she’s been quiet, and not really present, however, the second before she died, she opened her eyes, smiled (her face in all honestly wall almost glowing with joy) and shouted ‘Mama, Mama’ and then she died.

I’d love to think her mum came to get her and take her to heaven or an afterlife but the logics part tells me it was probably something neurological. Might ignore my logical side though because I like the other possibility better!

When you die it is as it was before you were born.

Kalim8 and ohfigginghellers- the description by Anita Morjani of her NDE reminds me of what I have read in translations of the Upanishads. Of being part of something much greater - but not realising because we are caught up in the everyday mundane. I read the transcript of her TED talk - and it struck me that some of her ideas of how to live life full of love and fearlessly are also akin to what the Upanishads also say. This is a good translation by Eknath Easwaran.

www.amazon.co.uk/kindle-dbs/author/ref=dbs_P_W_auth?_encoding=UTF8&author=Eknath%20Easwaran&searchAlias=digital-text&asin=B000APGY1O&tag=mumsnetforu03-21

I just looked at my hands and thought 'one day these hands will be dead and so will the rest of me'.
My body will be dead one day, that's the only thing I know for certain. It's weird to think of your own body on a mortuary slab all alone and you not being in control of it.

I've freaked myself the fuck out now! Argh!

I think when people are very ill and dying their minds probably drift back to the people they've known in their lives who made them feel loved and secure. So I don't find it at all unusual that, at the end, someone might behave as if they can see loved ones in the room 'waiting to collect them'. It's just what they're thinking about.

When you die then you leave the simulation to join the real world. Quantum entanglement is a good indicator that we're in a simulation.

www.newscientist.com/letter/mg23531413-400-10-quantum-entanglement-as-evidence-of-simulation/

It's understandable that people want to believe that there is something more to look forward to than just our one life.

It probably gives a meaning, for some people to what is, after all, a pretty short lived, meaningless existence, if they believe there is something more on the horizon and they are going to meet with loved ones 'on the other side' when they die.

I somehow doubt that's the case though. Dead is dead.

I don't believe in heaven or hell but I do believe we have a soul, a sort of energy source that leaves the body.
What happens to that is anyone's guess. I think some people's energy stays behind and some evaporate. I've had some weird experiences that make me believe this.

and you hear yourself being pronounced dead

Fucking hell you’ve just chilled me to the bone.

I wish I knew!

I think that I believe you just cease to exist. I, just like you, really want to believe in heaven (but only if nearly everyone gets to go there) and have a Christian family who believe that it does exist.

I died some years ago after a bad accident well thats what they said i was "tech" dead but after some time got restarted! No strage angels visions all black

I think ;

You wernt- then you were and are- then your not and never again will be.

But you always were and will ever be!

How?, every Atom in your body existed then they were assembled inot you then after you stop living every Atom disintegrates an goes back to what it was.

Come the end of this planet OK six million years or was it billion they'll be a fecking great explosion and supernova and all that was will be rearranged again, good isnt it:)

Makes me feel a bit better!

The main thing that’s always convinced me is my DS. He’s now 30 but from when he learnt to talk he told me that he “chose” me. That he was meant to have a different mother but wanted to come to me instead. I can think of no logical explanation for this. We weren’t religious. I was a single mum with no family around me so he was with me 24/7 and I know I never said anything that would cause him to say that. He doesn’t remember it now of course but he told me several times when he was tiny. I did ask him some questions about it at that time but that’s all he could really articulate was that he wasn’t meant to be my child but chose to be.

Wow Meruem that's unbelievably moving.

I just have no idea what will happen. I've recently discovered (quite late in the day!) the spiritual belief about it all being one universal consciousness, and our human lives are like an experiment carried out to help the "universe", or whatever, learn more about itself.

But we have no recollection that this is what we're doing - like we forget that we're looking at our lives through a kind of telescope, and instead think we're really in it, and it's all there is.

Which is very comforting. But then it's a bit of a coincidence that I arrived at this theory just when I was (am) going through the hardest part of my life so far, involving an excruciating loss of love and connection.

It's true that we don't know for sure though.

We just cease to exist. For me that's more comforting than having some kind of consiousness forever.

DD (5) told me last week that when she was old, she was buried in the ground. Then she had to be dead for a really long time before she came back in a child. It was all a bit creepy, but who knows?

I sat up with a dying relative throughout the night she passed away. I dozed off and woke up to her sitting up with her arms outstretched to something or someone only she could see and she smiled and laid back down to die.

My mum sat with a dying relative and when her time came she stopped breathing and was gone but her daughter became absolutely hysterical and she "came back" for a brief moment before going again. Perhaps she wasn't fully dead - for want of a better description - I don't know but I know that when my great aunt died I felt very comforted by the thought that she was happy.

I think that your body rots and becomes other things. And the part that is "you" ceases to exist, except in people's memories.

I think on some level most societies recognize this why is why murder tends to be regarded as A Bad Thing.

Children certainly say some strange things, but adults tend only to believe the ones they find appealing. Who can resist when they say something lovely? My dd spent much of her early toddlerhood telling me she was a jaguar.

@restawhile77 I think I have similar beliefs to you

Absolutely nothing.
I was driving past a local Catholic High School the other day. It's the best local school. It struck me as ludicrous that some children get a marginally better education because their parents sort of believe in a magic wizard in the sky. They might as well believe in unicorns.

There is nothing you are dead. No afterlife has ever been proved its hearsay.

Believe whatever you want, OP. Beliefs exist to comfort the living, not the dead. x

Your Grandads mum?

She must have been a wonderful age.

I think nothing

But have seen a ghost so I am not sure I believe their is something spiritual but I can’t quite get what it is

I was with my nanny when she died and it was like a religious experience I felt something go through me and I knew she had gone even though they were trying to revive her. With my granddad it was very different he still felt as though he was there. Maybe the feelings left of one ready to die and the other fighting desperately to stay alive (doctors told us later they had to let him go he but he fought to the very end)

She might only have been 80 or less BobLobLaw. I’ve known a good few people who became great grandparents in their mid to late 50s.