well you do not have a source of energy and then all of a sudden annihilate it, to convert/change it, yes. so maybe there is some hope? but no-one has come back and told me about it. love collette XXX. p.s, nicky,andrea,artist etc do raise some some good points.

The Elizabethans referred to sex as "the little death" - in recogniton of the fact that the beginning was also the beginning of the end. Death is part of a cycle. It is a necessary part so we need to face up to it.

But the fact of death is for me very life affirming. We are here, we do what we do - let's make the most of that while we can so that others remember and in doing so we leave something of ourselves behind - for ever X

and some there be who have no memorial; who are vanished as though they had never been.

I belive we are just a bunch of chemicals and reactions. We decribe them as feelings, a soul - all we leave behind is memories and feeling in someone else chemical reaction about our passing.

Our bodies are test tubes with the internal reaction lasting our lifetime.

But as i'm an optomist with no relgious faith - upon my death - i'm hoping to be pleasantly surprised.

I'm with you Beckie.
Total nothingness is a concept that is difficult to contemplate as a conscious being. Maybe it is just total peace ?
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens ?

One thing that surprises me is that we have not come into contact with any indication of other sentient beings in this huge Universe.
Maybe it is just too huge ? The distances between planets that might harbor conscious entities is just so vast.
I am kind of sad that it appears that we will not have the technology, before I die, to reach out far enough into the cosmos.
I am firmly of the belief that there must be others out there .
Our imaginations are constantly tickled by the possibilities.

The certainty of our death is the inspiration and driving force behind all that is beautiful. And ugly.

Had I but died an hour before this chance,
I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant,
there's nothing serious in mortality:

Bill Shakespeare : Macbeth ...nicky XXX

Its funny isnt it...earth is about 5 billion years old, and now we can see parts of the Universe from 13billion years ago...so from before earth existed. Check out Dr Brian Cox, well known physicist and ex member of D:Ream, he is my source of that factoid.

Organized religions are maybe 6000 years old - Stone Henge & the Pyramids are the oldest things we know about that have a religious connection. So how old are our Gods or Godesses really?

Maybe there is re-incarnation as Kirsti so movingly said? This poem sums up in some ways how I feel about death.... P xxx

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

Mary Frye

Discussion seems to have petered out on this subject...though I think Buddhism has a nice take on it. Can re-incarnation be reconciled with population growth. P xxx

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/belief/2011/oct/31/population-growth-buddhist-reincarnation

Sorry Pauline, that Mary Frye poem is very beautiful and true I think.

The Buddhist reincarnation thing will have to wait, I have to go to bed, ... to sleep, perchance to dream.

Love you. Nicky XXX

Lovely poem Pauline - and I am an atheist! X

it happens, any supprise???

The thing is jallie, I reckon death is always surprising when it happens to a loved one. The sudden loss, no matter how prepared you are, leaves a huge empty void, an absence that can't be filled.

I don't know, I know we see death all around us everyday as nature takes her course, but our emotional feelings colour our experience of human death, and we wonder about what it all means?

Probably, it means nothing, we are just particles of matter waiting to be reabsorbed into the ether, but I wonder .....

Nicky xxxoooXXXoooxxx

ermmmm, when my parents got killed, then my aunt,(women drivers in my diminishing family, shouldnt be allowed in cars, and never behind the wheel) i didnt cry, sad ohh yes, mopping and groaning yes. still miss them, but still cant shed a tear. into the either??? as you say nicky, i wonder.

anyway enough of death, life is to be lived,
(((((((((((((((((((((splodge)))))))))))))))))))))

the jallie fish XXXXXXooooooooooooXXXXXXX

Splodge to you too jallie ...
I agree life is to be lived until it kills us !

One thing that really annoys me is everyday there is a new report in the media about what substances or practices will kill you; read: give you CANCER, ... And then another report that says those very same things will prevent CANCER !!

No wonder people mistrust science and scientists.
Or is it the media we distrust ??

Anyway, I digress.

Love and hugs xxxxx nicky

I am a strange one that gushes over Shakespeare. His insight and perception are timeless and well worth the effort to discover, though not easy.

And you all know the Hamlet soliloquy, ‘to be or not to be’. To be what? Its all about ‘being’ alive, that’s what the ‘to be or not to be’ is about……..being, existing.

Its amazing prose full of phrases that we instantly recognise. Hamlet asks whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune’ – to live a shitty life. OR the alternative ‘to die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance to dream’. And in Shakespeares words: there's the rub’.

Hamlet debates with himself what is best: a shitty life full of pain and suffering or death? What happens when ‘we have shuffled off this mortal coil?’

Hamlet decides that what happens after death is unknown to us all, he could kill himself BUT it’s the unknown versus the crap life we know, perhaps there is nothing?. And we all choose what we know and consciousness – the known over the unknown, the something over nothing?

Wow! Interllectual discussion from a Mancunian Blonde xxxxxx

I agree Julie!!!!!....... as a brunette bombshell from West London, Shakespear does the poetry of death so well! I saw Hamlet at the National this summer with Rory Kinnear son of Roy Kinnear....... it made the skin on the back of my neck tingle! On the logic and science front...I can seriously reccomend this book, its called the Believing Brain by Michael Shermer....check it out.... its very thought provoking on religous beliefs and the way we experience the world! the human belief system is very interesting in relationship to the way the brain searches for patterns and agenticity.....I believe that if you pluck your eyebrows too energetically...... you get swollen eyebrows XXXXX end of interlektual diskussion from brunette bombshell XXXXX I can only sustain intelligent conversation for a few moments!

"O reason not the need, our basest beggars are in the poorest thing superfluous" King Lear. My favourite quote of all time - and one that justifies me getting my poor old mum's fur coat rather than my two sisters having it (though they were both happy for me to have it - Goneril and Regan they ain't!). Shakespeare rocks XXX

See Marianne, another example of the miracle of Shakespeare: King Lear!

A play about the elderly and how we treat them? What could be more contemporary in an ageing society?

What ARE we gonna do as tranny pensioners??? LOL

As tranny pensioners...on "this sceptred isle ...this precious stone set in a silver sea" (richard ii) we won't accept the way our parents generation have been treated. Well the "en suite" generation will not accept the degradation, squalor and poor treatment in hospital as we "shuffle off this mortal coil"(hamlet)

As a Salfordian I am off to the Lowry later to see the Valette exhibition; to see the "good old days"

hugs

Pauline xxx

Valette! Amazing! Salfords very own link to the great French impressionists! I can only do my Bet Lynch impression! Xxxxxxx

omg, so much rabbit about the other side.
when and it will happen,
think now, ermmm not a lot of people who can say say, ((((been their)))))
so my darlings, why worry,
life and death happens..
çeck, methinks if your a belivere about after life,
hey what about the one your living now.
counts for what???'

all very good theories and good reading girls, but when the ole bio-chemical machine conks out, what happens to the soul, che, inner self etc, well we are back to square one again, as no-one has come back and told us if it is any good the other side, so just enjoy one's self, that is if we are really here! lol. until the inevitable love collette XXX.

Wwoooo ooOOOo ... Coming to you from the other side wooo OOOooo ... Wish you were here ... wooOOo ... I'm sitting on my favorite beach watching the same surfer surf the same wave over and over.
All my old friends are here, sipping cocktails and telling me the same old anecdotes over and over.... WooOOO oooo ....
The fundamentalist religionists are off in the dunes having wild sex with themselves and three goats, how they got here, I have no idea?
The goats, I mean, the others had a packaged deal?
Anyway, the hotdogs are ... well, hotdogs, and vodka doesn't even get me high.....

I wish I were alive !!!

WoooOOO oooo nicky oooXXX

I wonder as one dose, we are and then we arnt,
so what the hell, heaven hell, or woweee in to astro. never had a letter from the beyond.
text or email,
so as a ermm none beliver. the big black cloud is it. shame as is, would to carry on my now life style.
reincan, oppsss blown that one as well. cricky must have been a good person,, double bad now
goes to show, tell me, your thoughts.
jallie

amj, please this is for fun, no DEEP thoughts. xxx











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I believe in reincarnation after reading a few books about regression therapy. Plus the American country singer Johnny Horton told his best friend right before he died " I want you to have my best guitar. But if there is anything after death I will say the drummer is a rummer & he can't keep time ". Mr Horton died shortly after that. In the summer that year the Los Angelas Dodgers were in the running to make the baseball playoffs & everyone's keeping up with the team. Horton's friend was listening to the game on the radio. It starts raining unusually hard for L A in the summer.They hadn't had a game rained out in35 years. Well it rained more & more untill the game was canceled. Well Bottoms friend continued listening to the radio station the game would have been on when as a guest a psychic was going to take phone calls & do his thing. On the 1st caller the caller asks him if he should marry his longtime girl friend. The psychic tries desperately to get a vibe something " I don't get anything to answer your question" "All I can get is this saying so I'll dj you does this mean anything to you ...The drummer is a rummer & he can't keep time. What Horton told his friend he would say if there was any afterlife. Eva

Fuck Eva ! I am so convinced now !
If whatever you were watching and they were playing, ... what was it ???
It is so important that a dead man would come back and repeat an inanity ... I am convinced ???

Nicky XXX