Ok, I've not thought about this for a long long time, and for some reason whilst working in asda at the weekend I thought about death... (the job really is that bad...) but seriously..
I had this strange level of realisation, that when my time eventually does come around, what the hell is going to happen to these thoughts, and mind processes...
They'll just stop! I'll rot and decompose, and I won't know the difference.. But humans have something odd about them, we're able to think on another level to any other organism, but we know too much...
We know we're going to die, fall into a pit of blackness and never reappear...
So.. I guess the moral behind the story is, enjoy what you've got whilst it lasts?
What do you think's going to happen to you? (Aside from the hippy religious carp that was created for scared people who can't face the fact there's most likely nothing after death... so to make themselves feel comfy they'll die thinking their going to be sat up there on a cloud next to God, or get reincarnated as their childhood pet Fluffy, or a bird...)
I had this strange level of realisation, that when my time eventually does come around, what the hell is going to happen to these thoughts, and mind processes...
They'll just stop! I'll rot and decompose, and I won't know the difference.. But humans have something odd about them, we're able to think on another level to any other organism, but we know too much...
We know we're going to die, fall into a pit of blackness and never reappear...
So.. I guess the moral behind the story is, enjoy what you've got whilst it lasts?
What do you think's going to happen to you? (Aside from the hippy religious carp that was created for scared people who can't face the fact there's most likely nothing after death... so to make themselves feel comfy they'll die thinking their going to be sat up there on a cloud next to God, or get reincarnated as their childhood pet Fluffy, or a bird...)