i've been thinking a lot about what happens after we die. i don't fuss too much about dying itself - it'll happen sooner or later. we can't predict it. i could be walking down the street and be hit by a car, that kind of thing. i don't worry about it.
science doesn't tell us anything, besides the biochemical basics. testimony from near death experience tells us it's calming. i want to trust that science. that i'll just drift off to an eternal sleep. it seems peaceful, more than anything. i don't believe in a hell. maybe i believe in a heaven, or something else beyond that.
sorry to get dramatic here, folks. it's been rough.
We're all of us having a hard time, I figure.
In his book "In the Dust of This Planet", Eugene Thacker talks a lot about the idea of the World-Without-Us, and the difficulty of thinking about the time after our own death, but even more so, the time after human extinction, where we can't even imagine the world from someone else's perspective.