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Escalator To Heaven (Stairway Currently Out Of Order) March 1, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — vukizzle @ 7:05 pm

A question that I find I get asked quite a bit is one that everyone discusses or ponders at some point or another, the question of life after death or the lack there-of. Now seeing as I don’t believe in having a religion and prefer to keep an open mind and accept different ideas, most people automatically assume I believe that when you die you rot in the ground and that’s all folks. This couldn’t be further from the truth. When I was young and ignorant I just had faith in what everyone else did: that God was some bearded ethereal being watching our every move and that one day I would fly up to heaven and chill on a cloud with Beethoven and Jimi Hendrix. As I became a teenager I started to be more self aware and question this convenient little ending layed before me. At first this was a scary process for me because I didn’t know what happens. NOBODY does and that in itself is scary. It’s secure and comfy to have all the answers and to know what to expect but when it comes to death not only do you have no idea when it’s going to happen to you but what happens afterwards?? There is nothing more frightening to me than to think that when you die it’s like flipping off a light switch. Darkness. Nothingness is my worst fear. To think that all that I am doing now and have done in my life has been for nothing, what is the point of doing anything then? To enjoy the now? Why make the most of the present when there is no future. But now i’m starting to ramble, so let’s get back to the real topic.

As an adult, and I use the term “adult” loosely when it comes to myself, I now have a pretty good idea of what may happen to me when I kick the proverbial bucket. Thanks to National Geographic I know for a fact what will happen to my physical body, what with all the embalming and rigamortis, but I am more concerned with what makes me ME. No, not the frontal lobe but the “soul” . The spark of life. Call it what you will but its all the same thing. There is no doubt in my mind that something other than cells and matter make us who and what we are. On a molecular level there is no difference between a living body and a dead one, it’s just missing the energy that kept the machine running. One of my favorite things to tell people is the first rule of thermodynamics: ‘Energy cannot be destroyed, it can only be redirected’ so where does our energy go? Maybe it gets recycled into something else like the life force of a plant or even another animal with no memory of it’s previous life since the memories were stored in the brain that was left with the rest of the former body. Things like out of body experiences and DMT trips make me believe that there is more of an actual afterlife than simply moving on to another body kind of situation. Most people are just confused, because you hear folks who have had near-death experiences always say the same thing “Bright light, tunnel, life flashed before my eyes” but all of these events are easily explained with logical and scientific reasoning. There are however stories that cannot be debunked by scientific reasoning like the story of the man who was being operated on and claimed to be viewing the operation from above the table. At first I laughed and assumed this guy was a bum who wanted attention but as I got more into the story it got weird as the man described a strange thing the doctor did. At several points during the operation the man claims to have seen the surgeon stop, place his hands on his upper chest as though he was making wings and moved his torso around to stretch out so that he didn’t tense up during surgery. The man’s eyes were taped shut and a sheet was up to ensure the man wouldn’t be able to see what the doctors were doing to him so how could he have possibly seen this bizzare move of the surgeon? Sure, it could be a hoax. I realize that, but there are many other stories like this and I can’t help but feel they are telling the truth. Listening to people like Joe Rogen explain his experiences with the drug DMT is another reason I feel there is something else. People who take DMT all experience a similar trip: They claim to go “home” to another plain of existance. Many people claim seeing beings as though there are other dimensions with people watching us like a reality show. There are just so many possiblities out there, it’s impossible to have a set faith. It seems silly to me to beleive in one thing so strongly you will kill for it even when it can’t ever be proven to be true. And what if we do go to some form of heaven? I doubt it will be clouds and rainbows but probably more of a personal place based on you and what you desire. It could be based upon the way you lived your life. Maybe that’s what it is, we each experience a different afterlife based upon the way we lived our life in the mortal shell. If you lived your life being boring and taking joy from working hard then heaven for you is eternity at a desk doing data processing and if you lived it up and partied through life then your heaven will be doing endless lines of blow of a hookers ass at LIV nightclub in Miami. Who really knows though? I sure as shit don’t and I really doubt you do either. There is no Idiot’s Guide To Understanding Death but we aren’t meant to understand it, more to just accept it as an inevitability and make the most of what time we do have in this body. So stop being a dick and go make someone smile! 🙂

 

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