What comes after death?

Duck Tales

holy...

Your consciousness lives on in a black void for eternity.

Eternal memes.

Your actions, words, and ideas from your life resonate throughout the world proportional to the impact you had on it.

Nothingness does not exist. The void is a spook. From the multiverse theory, it follows that death can only happen to other people. You yourself will always end in a reality where you survived for some reason, whatever happened. I dare you,put a gun in your mouth and pull the fucking trigger.

HAHAHAHAHHhhahahhAhahaha.
How in the fuck can you know this? You dont know this. Shut up.

That's what I'm most afraid of. That I made up reality to deal with stuff and will face the void once I wake up. Basically I'm Carlos Michelstädters God.

You actually never die. Something like standing in front of a mirror any of those nights and mentally cross-changing yourself from the image in front of you into the other side.

When you die everything turns into a fractal and you get to live a timeless dream in 12 dimensions on which you get to explore and understand universe in its entirety.

hopefully nothing

I'll say it again: try to shoot yourself in the face, the gun jams EVERY SINGLE TIME. Such are the wondrous ways of the Multiverse. The is no individual death, it just can not exist.

Yeaaah but in the time my entangled "maze" collides with your great idea, your organic collage performance will be available for this side of the view. And sometimes, even if you don't realize it, others will have to clean your shit up.

This scared me a bit.

Life

DO YOU BELIEVE IN LIFE AFTER LOVE?
I CAN FEEL SOMETHING INSIDE ME SAY
I REALLY DON'T THINK YOU'RE STRONG ENOUGH!
NO!

It feels the same as a night of sleep when you're wasted. You don't feel anything and remember nothing, it's just a blank space of nothingness and then you wake up and wonder how all that puke got in the sheets

My cock slipping into your mouth

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse
At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came a grey cat and ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square
Along came a grey cat and ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square...

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came a black dog and jumped on the grey cat
Who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came on old stick, and beat off the black dog
Who jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came a fire and burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came sweet water and put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came a great ox, and drunk all the water
Witch put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

Along came a butcher and slaughtered the great ox
Which drunk all the water
Witch put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

And the Angel of Death came for the butcher
Who slaughtered the great ox
Which drunk all the water
Witch put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

And last came the Lord, who threw down the Angel
Who came for the butcher
Who slaughtered the great ox
Which drunk all the water
Witch put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

And last came the Lord, who threw down the Angel
Who came for the butcher
Who slaughtered the great ox
Which drunk all the water
Witch put out the fire
Witch burned up the old stick,
Witch beat off the black dog
That jumped on the grey cat who ate up the white mouse
My father bought in the market square

At Highdown fair for two farthings
My father bought me a little white mouse

>youtube.com/watch?v=CgSyRyPuD_k

Judgement.

Please no

i hope this is true as i'm a narcissist that can't let go of my individual consciousness

...

I once heard some user from /x/ or /fringe/ suggest that you keep getting reincarnated and live out your life until you get it right. I like that idea a lot. But what actually happens? Probably nothing. You just die and that's it. :(

also this

Infinite Death

What about when you reach old age? Do you just live forever while everyone else dies in their 70s and 80s thinking "wow, user sure looks good for 2000, wonder what his secret is"?

Well, define "You".
Your body decomposes. Your memories disappear. Your impact on the others (family, children, friends, beloved ones) lives on by shaping their personalities, and arguably persists that way if we consider that these people will shape other's lifes and so on. Your tree will grow. Your house will be used a bit, then selled, then maybe demolished.
Your art will live for a long time. Your contribution to the human cultural dialogue will live on depending on your impact. You can resonate for a long time.
But that's just my opinion I guess

There's no such thing as a soul, so there's literally nothing to transfer into another universe once you kill yourself. Once your brain stops working, you're dead. Even if your theory were true, it would just be another version of "you" in the other universe, not you you.

What a longwinded and pretentious way of saying "nothing".

obv you'll end up in a reality where some kind of immortality has been discovered

I the theory is true, there is no soul either, and matter is just a slideshow so there is no "me" either, because everything splits on the quantum level every planck-time into all possible realities, whether I pull the trigger or not. In fact, you get killed all the time in myriads of ways, dying or living every "tick" of the universal planck clock in ALL POSSIBLE ways. But whatever happens, you only perceive the universe where you survived in. So death is an individual impossibility. You can die from the perspective of other people, but once that happens, you are no longer in their universe, but in the one you survived. In the same way, other people cant die either, but they can die from your perspective.

You go back to the earth in one way or another, unless you're one of those awful people who have their ashes catapulted into space.

It's very circle of life. Your body feeds the earth. The earth feeds the plants. The plants feed the animals. People either eat the plants or the animals, and around and around you go, until the earth is no longer habitable because of issues.

I actually like this idea. It seems peaceful.

>Then selled
Duhhhhhhh englush duhhh
You pretentious dweeb

What a pointless and ridiculous thread and question.

Man what a lack of reading comprehension.
lol. Sold*

am I really gonna be the first guy in this thread to say "I dunno?"

I really don't know. It's either nothing or something. Hopefully it's the latter!

Hopefully nothing.

Sleep, until the last day when all are resurrected and judged by the Lord God.

>after

FUCKIN LOL

My death is the end of time.

>thinking it's before

Pinheads. And I am not at all surprised.