This story got me thinking about life after death

[Castout]

Several years back there was a fatal accident in the company where my mother work at. A man was killed when large section of factory cut marble slab came down on him. He didn't die instantly but he died on the spot later.

The site where the office's located has since been sold to another company and the building is undergoing renovation.

Several days ago I heard from my mother that one of the construction worker who slept in the building had a dream in which the person who died in that fatal accident approached him and told he was still there and even told that he died in the site due to an accident. It was the same guy who died by being crushed under the marble slab.

I've had an experience that led me to know death and let's just call it an experience and the death that I know is one which made people as if they were sleeping(unable to remember their identity, God and unable to register time at all but what they were(not physical) remains it's like being in stasis state). That death is the end of living. And the truth is I found to my amazement that the bible supports this view to the point of Catholic priest having to admit that that is theologically or biblically correct though it was against the official Catholic or mainstream Christian teaching of immediate reward or punishment and the Muslim Quran mentioned about it too.

Now the thing is the guy who died I don't think he qualified as an evil person so I wonder what could be keeping him from resting in peace and I wonder what kind of existence does he have to go through there day by day. Seems awfully like a torment than life.

Anyway I thought of sharing this who knows somebody could give something out of it or could benefit from it.

[Dowly]

Maybe it was a subconscious thing, he was aware of what had happened and he had a dream about it. Just an ordinary dream.

I bet most of us have had dreams that felt like more than a dream at first.

[kiwi_2005]

Now the thing is the guy who died I don't think he qualified as an evil person so I wonder what could be keeping him from resting in peace and I wonder what kind of existence does he have to go through there day by day. Seems awfully like a torment than life.

There is no 'time' after death i know this cause ive seen the Constantine movie 3 times Existence day by day? Doesn't happen so theres no torment its more a deep slumber into the nothing-ness, no existence, no thought, no awareness they wouldn't know anything better - till they are resurrected.

[Platapus]

Originally Posted by Castout

Several days ago I heard from my mother that one of the construction worker who slept in the building had a dream in which the person who died in that fatal accident approached him and told he was still there and even told that he died in the site due to an accident. It was the same guy who died by being crushed under the marble slab.

This brings up some questions.

How would your mother know what some construction worker dreamed, unless the construction worker knew about the accident and your mother?

How would the construction worker know that the person in the dream was the same person who died in the factory unless the construction worker knew about the accident?

This sounds like a bunch of nice sensitive people talking with each other about an emotional issue (the accident) and making inferences linking what one person remembered about a dream and what people remembered about the accident.

[Skybird]

As long as in a "spooky" or "prophetic" dream something is not being learned that the dreamer afterwards checks and finds to be or to come true although he could not have known it by "normal" means, I do not read things into dreams. I know that not only own direct experiences, but also just day fantasies and thoughts and things we have been told could find the strangest ways of getting entrance into and being reflected in our dreams.

On the other hand, I was involved a bit in NDE and dealing with dying people myself. I do not rule out such things existing in general, but I am very hesitent in taking something for real and just believe something. There is interesting empirical material being collected on NDEs over the past 40 years or so, some truly monumental, culture-comparing studies with thousands of cases compared.

but in the end, knowing about these things for sure instead of just concluding, assuming or believing, we only will once the time has come for us to leave the stage. we cannot avoid that day, and once i understood that I cannot evade or delay or cheat, i found some signficant ammount of peace - why should I worry about something I cannot change anyway?

I am not an especially courageous man by nature, but most of my courage developed from this acceptance. when during my Sturm und Drang years I was dealing with Tibetan buddhism in a phase of mine, the Lama was so stunned by what he believed he saw in me, and he was also stunned by the pattern of dreams I used to have during those years (always killing some kind of evil beasts and terrible monsters and living happily in some magical forest...) that he declared me an incarnation of the guardian of the lineage and gave me a Buddhist name that translated into something like "powerful, fearless life". Well, that didn't save him from seeing me turning my back on it all some time later, so much for "protecting the lineage". Rituals and religions just are not my thing, and my loyalty I give on rare occasions only since it is precious (but unshakable when I gave it). And why not? This is my life, and I only have this one. I would be a fool to spend it on things that are not worth it for me.

The art of living means to learn how to die, and the art of dying lies in learning to live. both are mutually depending on each other. If there is one thing you could and should learn from the so-called books of the dead, then this: you can only die in a good way when you have mastered the art of living in a good way. And "good" means not material qualities, but means insight and wisdom, and peacefulness. In the end, the only thing we really have by the end of the day, is our own breathing: but no fame, no money, no friends, no wealth, no memorised things and events, all this can - and will be - taken away rom us one day. And finally, by the end of the last of all our days, even breath itself.

I do not pray, never, for I know no authority at which to direct a prayer and also do not believe in magic or witchcraft, but I like this famous one:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.

I tend to remind myself of it sometimes, although i fromulate it slightly different, and maybe even not in words anyway. It could almost be from Vulcan philosophy. There is peacefulness to be found in it, and by that: strength.

[Castout]

Originally Posted by Skybird

In the end, the only thing we really have by the end of the day, is our own breathing: but no fame, no money, no friends, no wealth, no memorised things and events, all this can - and will be - taken away rom us one day. And finally, by the end of the last of all our days, even breath itself.

I do not pray, never, for I know no authority at which to direct a prayer and also do not believe in magic or witchcraft, but I like this famous one:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.

I tend to remind myself of it sometimes, although i fromulate it slightly different, and maybe even not in words anyway. It could almost be from Vulcan philosophy. There is peacefulness to be found in it, and by that: strength.

Yea my experience taught me that we only take our deeds into death. Wife, children, home, wealth, positions, social standing, friends all of those things are only lent to us. WHAT LIFE GIVES US IS TIME and only TIME.

I do not know about the time of resurrection or judgment but I do know what death brings(at least I believe that I know and that the bible confirms it) and I also know that God exists(with overwhelming light coming from His face) and in couple times have saved my life and ease my burden and in some rare cases actually answering(giving) what I prayed for or simply gave me gifts and it has helped a lot simply by knowing that He exists and I realize I'm lucky to know this for a fact though I know it's not a public fact. I also know about resurrected life or to be more accurate about the resurrected body which is perfect and non flesh and I know about eternal power that can only be given and that comes from above. I still worry about my salvation as I realize that I'm not a holy man.

On rare cases too I see surrounding non physical beings as a mental picture though it's usually not long and pretty quick(such as when they walked pzst the wall, ran past the door or opening their eyes through an accessory object sculpted as a face) or feel the ripple of energy that's created when these walk or flew across the room.

So I know things that can't be seen by the physical eyes do exist.

Originally Posted by Platapus

This brings up some questions.

How would your mother know what some construction worker dreamed, unless the construction worker knew about the accident and your mother?

How would the construction worker know that the person in the dream was the same person who died in the factory unless the construction worker knew about the accident?

This sounds like a bunch of nice sensitive people talking with each other about an emotional issue (the accident) and making inferences linking what one person remembered about a dream and what people remembered about the accident.

Easy to explain. That construction worker asked one of the site security asking whether some person died in an accident there and there the story began. The worker had never knew about the accident and has only worked on the site for the past few months

The construction worker didn't know who the person was before he asked and there has been only one fatal accident in site. He also described the person attire and footwear rather specific and they match the description of the man who died under the marble slab some years back.

[Hitman]

Life after death poses lots of questions that have no answers, or better, whose probable answers we do not like, and as such we systematically try to ignore. So that we can still keep hope in there being something after life.

For example: If I die now, as a 38 year old man, and there is another life beyond this one where I keep my current consciousness of who I am and the experiences I have lived ... what happens if my 3 years old son dies? Is he a 3 years old being for the rest of ethernity? What if he had Down's Syndrom? Will he have his reasoning altered for ethernity?

Let us asume now that, if there is another life, it is a life where you aquire universal knowledge or consciousness, and as such a 3 years old matures abruptly, and a guy with Down's Syndrom suddenly gets full intelligence. In that case, how can I really say that they are still the same they were when in this life? We are the result of hugely complex interactuations with others, physical and intellectual limitations, and experiences in life. If we lose that, we are no longer ourselves, so in that sense there is no possible other life. It might be one, but since we -as we are now- will actually extinguish ourselves with our body, then whatever remains is not really "us".

In that sense, there is much more logic in reincarnation than in the classical religions, IMHO, as you get a new life (aka a new chance) that will also be determined by how good/bad you did in the previous one. You refine yourself and pay your debts, getting to be a better being. But there is a problem also with that: How many good beings do you know around you? I mean, pure good beings that you would consider worth the heaven? The percentage is so low, that you can hardly think that there is a refinement process going on among us through succesive reincarnations. If it does, then it certainly is not working very well and has still a long way to go.

[Moeceefus]

I find it hard to believe all the wonders that is the universe and life itself, is but a random occurance that came to be soley on chance. At the same time I can not believe any man made book/religion, as its made up... by man. I believe there is something, but something which hasn't and never can be explained or comprehended by mankind. Standard religious texts, I believe were written by goverments in an attempt to control the masses. Thier very wording implies this. Other religions have been crafted soley for easing our anxiety about death. Humans seem to be the only animals who have an understanding of, and there for a fear of death. Science can not prove the existance of a creator or origin of life, but it also can not disprove it. I find this fact, very interesting.

[Skybird]

Without wanting to slam into you, Castout - all the things you claim to know in the above - in the end you just described what you believe that you know. Believed knowledge is no knowledge, but belief.

However, if you think it eases your life, and the volume of your music does not bring the neighbourhood into arms - it's your party.

[Castout]

Originally Posted by Skybird

Without wanting to slam into you, Castout - all the things you claim to know in the above - in the end you just described what you believe that you know. Believed knowledge is no knowledge, but belief.

However, if you think it eases your life, and the volume of your music does not bring the neighbourhood into arms - it's your party.

It;s okay Skybird,
I'm very liberal in writing that and I knew I took considerable risk.
There's a big difference between just believing and knowing what you believe in and believed knowledge.

You see I know what death is but the thing is even if I told anyone I know what death is they would not accept it readily since there is no way for them to verify that at least not by themselves. Actually there's a way but heck if people couldn't accept what is written by holy men some hundreds years ago that's bound into a book called the bible why would they listen to me but I would still tell them NOT because I want to convince anyone but because I know that that is the truth.

The same thing with me knowing that God exists. I would still tell anyone literally anyone that I know God exists and took considerable risk in saying that NOT because I want people to believe anything but because that is the truth. And that I don't need people to believe me I just need people to read what I share liberally.


Of course it goes without saying I don't reveal everything that I know of. Those things that verified for me that what I know is right and correct. Because I don't think people are even more willing to hear that or could accept that but mostly because those are for me to know primarily and not for anyone else to believe. I'm even liberal enough to actually write this.

In the end it's not my wish to offend or to argue with anyone but I'm hoping that it could serve at least as a memory of that perspective that couldn't fit in into the concept of the reader lives and perhaps that would be enough a reminder somewhat somewhere sometime in the future when something big enough oddities came or a crisis came into their life and knock the balance of their current belief system. Even if these words are forgotten in the next 5 minutes because I know it would be somewhere in the subconsciousness, forgotten but not entirely lost and I do this not because I'm convicted by my beliefs but because I'm convicted by my knowing(ledge)