He was a 'desert rat' in WW2 and returned from the war with a lung missing . A master engineer and a man whose word you could stand by, he passed away leaving the world a much less interesting place.
So far we have never heard anything from him. Does this meant that their is no life after death? Couldnt he find a way back? If there was one person who you could rely on it was him, the man was a living legend, but nothing occured after his death.
who thinks tat there is an afterlife? Who bwelieves in life after death? as someone who believes that death is as complex as life, i can rationalise the fact that my great grandfather didnt find a way. I woould like to hear the forums personall beliefs in what what happens when we die. Dont be afraid, dont be embarrassed, please tell me what you think.
1)Eternity is left behind us at conception.
2)We are mentally 'neutral' in the womb.
3)When we are born, depending upon the span of our life, we progressively become who we are, oftentimes, by the nature of our dispositions, mental capacities, environmental influences, ect.
4)As we die (slow death circumstance) we progressively transform into the faint shadow of who we once were. Our memories become more real – and the 'real' becomes as like a dream.
5)We are mentally 'neutral' in the coma-of-near-death.
6)Eternity is before us when we die.
If we become who we are by the experience of our individual life – then certainly we are all exactly equal before we are born – and after death!
Imagine This Analogy:
It's a sunny day. Your walking through a grave yard – quite antiquated. You arrive at a tombstone. The name it bears is Anderson. Right along side of Anderson is another tombstone which bears the name: Patel
Anderson was a slave owner in 1800ce. The slave he owned is in the grave beside him: Patel.
Patel ate the scrap that Anderson allowed him: Pork joints, Squirrel head...and once, during Christmas season, Anderson allowed him to have a try at pickled bull testicles imported from Spain.
Anderson beat Patel repeatedly. Whipped him. Humiliated him. Patel lived in a little wooden shed that leaked very badly.
Anderson lived the life of luxury. And he enjoyed the satisfaction of a highly prestigious education.
One day, Anderson and Patel were on there way to town, when the horse and carriage fell down a ravine when a mudslide gave way from the heavy rains the day before– thus killing them both.
Now your looking at there graves. Now image that you are digging there graves. As you finish, remove the skulls.
Set them side by side – and there they are: Two skulls: Anderson and Patel: The slave and the slave-owner.
As you observe their skulls side by side: WHAT DO YOU SEE???
Do you see it? It's called...
I have to wonder: If we're all the same before we are born and after we die... Perhaps life "is" the other side! (?)
Yours truly, Doc.
…and now, nothing more,
I want to be alone with my essential sea…
I don’t want to speak for a long time,
Silence! I want to learn,
I want to know if I exist.
probably why ime such a miserable sod. one family member liked cheese and onion crisps.. he came to see me in the shape of a crisp packet he blowed right on bye me. didnt even say hello... the twat now ufos on the other hand....
a dear friend of mine told me a story once of a boy who just turned 18 and died in a car crash. She is sort of a witch with some medial powers and she manged to get into contact with him and begged him to come back on behalf of all the friends and family. His girlfriend was pregnant, too. He gave an answer to her begging saying that he is not allowed to come back into his former life. That it is not possible to do that without causing other big problems.
I have no experience in that field, my friend is not a nutcase. So this is one of those stories which really make me think. If this is true, which I believe it is, than it would be a good explanation why you don't hear anything of your grandfather.
But for comfort the boy also said he is in a good place and that they should not worry about him.
For anyone to contact us from the after life we would have to assume they are somehow stuck here. The fact you have not heard from him might be a good sign that he has moved on like he should.
Since I don't believe in Christianity you would think I wouldn't believe in an after life of sorts. Yet scientifically it is impossible for death to just be it. everything is made up of energy. That is fact. Energy can never be destroyed or cease to exist. That is fact. So when we die what ever energy makes up who we are HAS to go somewhere. That is fact.
Now where that energy goes or if it even resembles intelligence is up for debate. I myself like to think it does hold our essence and there may be more to what we are then we expected.
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