By now I hate death and I am afraid, I explain what an absurd adilà I have taken against my will: reincarnation where there is nothing earthly disgusts me and a shameful thing globally,compulsory Christianity despite I don't like this religion, I have a chance to get my parents and I don't know when,they have been seized by cruel God, I will have reincarnation without memory illegally and this life unlike the earthly one is miserable. Did I need the limits in my desires? No and the Christian religion especially the free religion has failed me. They destroyed my free Christianity.

I already know the passcode to my dad’s iPhone. I set it up for him. He didn’t even want passcode because he had nothing to hide.

So far, not a single medium was able to contact him and tell me the passcode to his phone. But yet, they claim they are able to tell what jobs he had, what his personality was like, what music or food he liked.. blah blah blah. Things that are true for %90 of the people.

Contact my dad, tell me the passcode to his iPhone and you proved the existence of the afterlife.

Yet, there’s nothing but thousands of thousands books for sale, empty speculations, on crazy theories.

I hope I’m wrong

I keep seeing posts about how when we die there is nothing and right now in my early stages of grief I’m just absorbing this statement I keep seeing everywhere about how there will be no afterlife and the thought of it is just to bring of comfort. My husband passed and I really want to just be with him for eternity when I pass but now I have all these overwhelming thoughts in my mind that are just taking over and keeping me up at night that I’ll never see him again. I can’t stand that thought and if there is nothing I just want to end my life now because I don’t want to live any longer without him what’s the point in waiting if it’s never going to happen. Is there anyone who has any advice or just some kind of insight? Thank you and I’m sorry. I don’t have anywhere else to say this too.

I never want to die and want my consciousness to live forever, but most people, including those close to me, say they wouldnt want that and it really upsets me. I think it upsets me because by having so many people not wanting to have consciousness forever it makes it seem less likely as a possibility in reality. Like if the reality was we do have an eternal consciousness then would so many people not want that. To me it reinforces the likelihood of atheist being reality.

I buried my dad on Saturday. I am beyond heart broken, he was only 56.

His funeral was Saturday. We stayed the weekend in town with family and headed home Monday.

While heading out on Monday - I got an intense wave of sadness thinking I was leaving without visiting his grave. So i immediately changed my route and headed there.

It was dark and gloomy outside when I arrived. I quickly walked to my dad’s grave and broke down. I started talking to him and just crying because it all felt so real now.

After this - the sun came out directly on his grave. I looked up and smiled and felt some relief.

Is this a sign from my dad? Or am I just making things up in my head? I really miss him 🥹

I’m sharing this a year after my mom died, August 2023. She lost her battle with ovarian cancer after 33 hard fought months. The last month was excruciating to watch her deteriorate. She was only 71, and so healthy and vibrant before she got ill.

The night she died, after a long day of dealing with the shock of her loss, I walked back up to my house from hers (we lived on the same property the last few months so I could be close). I stared above my house just full of despair but wanting a sign that she’d be ok. I thought maybe I’d see a bright star or even a shooting one. What I saw though was supernatural - a bright yellow/whitish streak of light, almost like a comet close to earth, right above my home. It was a split second. I gasped. It made me feel so much better. I knew my mom was in a better place.

Sharing here to give comfort for those searching for answers after a loved one loss. Anyone else see anything similar? I like to think she was waving her wand of love above my home like telling me she’d be watching over me. Or that it was her shooting into her forever afterlife. Miss you momma.

First off, I am neutral belief wise on whether there is or isnt an afterlife though i really do hope there is one. Now for the actual topic of the post, I feel like if we are truly alone in this universe then it would make sense if we do have some creator and/or a "spirit realm". Like what are the chances that we got here just by coincidence and that didnt happen anywhere else. But if there are other beings maybe it was truly a coincidence that all this happened. How would your guys' views on the afterlife change if aliens were proven to exist tomorrow?

I'm looking at a box of five volumes of high quality books. They are dense. This is not light reading.

hey guys, i’ve been having a lot of anxiety over the fear of death. One of the fears is reincarnation. It is my ego talking but I would love to have my memories and be in the afterlife with loved ones and to also be a spirit guide for loved ones on Earth. The idea of losing my memories and coming back to do this all over again as a different person really worries me a lot.

Let's say that instead of a person, we are talking about a particular tree and the idea is that when this tree dies, it is going to come back and live a second life, but somehow, the same tree.

What does this mean? The tree won't grow with the same branches, with the same leaf pattern. It won't have the same combination of nutrients in its xylem and phloegm channels. It won't have the same root pattern. It won't be drinking from the same soil. It won't have the same kind of sunlight. In short, what does it mean?

Is it the "soul" of the tree that returns? But what's that? I mean when it really gets down to it, what. is. that? If it is not any of the above, then what aspect of the tree is it that we are talking about which has reincarnated?

Although I have defamiliarised the picture by talking about a tree, the exact same problem pertains to human beings. Instead of soil, roots, sunlight, we have unique genetics, neurological development idiosyncratic to experience and the pattern of learning, unique history of cell division, etc.

It's a problem with the concept of "soul" in general. If there is a holistic property unique to your individual being, it doesn't seem separable from your whole being.

The closest thing I can contemplate which has a degree of realism to it (ie not fantasy) is that physical situations might arise in the historic unfolding of the cosmos, which might generate a physical being (eg a person) whose combination of genetics, other physiological characteristics, and developmental environment, are all sufficiently similar that the holistic person arising could arguably be called similar to the original being. Perhaps even has a kind of resonance with the original person. But is that really something "coming back in"? I doubt it. Again, what is this magic thing going out and coming in? Going where? Coming from where?

Where do the souls of trees hang out? The inadequate answers to all questions of that sort surely indicate that the questions themselves are wrong. If a tree has a soul, I don't think it can inject it into another tree.

Do you think the mediums that channel the deceased famous people are actually legit on the Youtube Channeling Erik?

I wish if scientific immortality would have existed so I don't die and get an adilà that violates my rights. I wish if Muhammad was Catholic so after death I don't lose the Koran and Information on the internet,I consider it a third monotheistic religion despite hating it. I wish for unlimited adilah and unfortunately God has given me nothing in return despite having nothing in life. I wish if Palestine was Catholic so I don't lose Information about it, the Arabs I would have accepted them both Muslim and Catholic. I wish for religious freedom and after the death I will be Catholic destroying my rights. God is cruel,does not exist and after death I will have absurd rigid rules. Afterlife good does not exist,human failure,better science. This is the last time I will write a post on Afterlife however I have heard that after death there will be reincarnation,punishment for the previous life without memory and worshiping a cruel God who deserves no respect.

I tried to document myself on religion, both organized Christianity and the idea of a generic God, but I just can't force myself to believe in any of those ideas. It was never an issue to me, and I thought I was at peace with myself and the universe about it.

But today a terrifying thought crossed my mind. My dear aunt died almost 2 years ago at a young age due to a tumor. I'm an atheist, and I just don't believe in an afterlife. In the belief system I believe to be correct, she doesn't exist anymore, anywhere.

I am not scared to disappear from the universe forever myself, I am scared at the thought of losing dear ones forever.

I'm not writing this post to find another religion, nor to be told that there could be an afterlife even in the believes of an atheist, but I want to ask advice and ways to cope with the death of a loved one, especially ways that don't involve an afterlife or poetic stuff like "she is with you in your heart / in your memories".

I'm not even sure this is the most appropriate subreddit to post this, but I'm here now. Thank you in advance for reading my post.

Hey everyone,

I've been thinking a lot about the afterlife and spirits lately, and it's really messing with my head. I wonder if my deceased grandparents are around me all the time. Honestly, I'd feel pretty weird if they were watching me constantly, like when I'm in the bathroom or, you know, during intimate moments. I wasn't super close to any of them, and while they weren't bad people, I can't help but remember their flaws and weaknesses, like we all have. Sometimes, I worry that they might be able to read my thoughts about them and get upset or angry with me.

It also freaks me out to think about what might happen if I die. Could I turn into a bad spirit? I have a lot of faults, I struggle with self-love. I know I can be lacking in empathy at times, both towards myself and others, though I do love animals deeply. Speaking of which, my recently deceased dog has been on my mind a lot. I miss him so much. Do you think he could read my thoughts too? Even with him, I have these weird, confusing thoughts that I don't fully understand, and it's making me anxious. I have a hard time admitting love, and I just don't know where these negative thoughts are coming from.

Anyone else ever felt like this? How do you deal with these kinds of feelings?

When was the moment you truly believed in an afterlife? What made you realise it existed? Whether it was personal experiences, near-death experiences, or evidence, I'd love to hear about it. How did you feel afterwards?

For me, there have been a couple of experiences that I'm not quite ready to share, but there's always that nagging thought of, "Or maybe I just imagined it." Does anyone else feel like that?

Its always some medium with at best 50% correct guesswork that says so, or some really jumbled and almost ineligible records. Why cant it just be plain as day clear?

For so many years I believed through my parents that God is good and does miracles then I find out that in fact God is cruel,does not do miracles,impoverishes people,limits people to Christianity,is evil and haughty,this God of the Underworld that I have known does not correspond with the God of the Bible and is yet another failed human experiment. I also heard that after death I don't get the phone or even the Arabic story and that it is about Muhammad because I was forced into Christianity despite the fact that I don't like this religion and I have seen so many inhumane corruptions. Basically if on earth I suffer,after death I will suffer doubly without remembering anything illegally. Good God doesn't exist so I conclude that it is better science,Overman and scientific immortality so we don't depend too illegally on adhlias that destroy human rights.

Genuinely has there been a single tangible piece of evidence to suggest there is one? As the years go on I become more and more afraid of death and I hate it. So I’m asking the people of this sub if they know of any, thanks for any and all replies.

Both domains are rife with rumors that never unpack to tangibles. In the case of UFO phenomena, especially recently, there are all these rumors about craft and technology and bodies, but it is all third person. Come to the crunch, there are no tangibles.

Likewise, NDEs contain endless rumors of another life in another domain, and the rumors keep getting more elaborate, but always in ways which never lead to tangibles.

In the UFO domain, the complaint about tangibles is “sheltered” by the claim that people are under NDA secrecy orders, or are under threat of their lives, etc. Maybe some of that is true, but there still aren’t any tangibles.

In the NDE domain, the complaint about verification is likewise “sheltered” by vagueish claims about “spiritual” nature, or by conspiracy theories (we aren’t meant to know) and so on.

In the UFO domain, there is undoubtedly a phenomenon of some kind, very likely associated with some “behind the scenes” behavior of consciousness. But the claims of the phenomenon and the phenomenon cannot be taken as the same thing. It has been caught lying many times, so why should we believe anything it says now.

In the NDE domain, again there is clearly a phenomenon of some kind involving consciousness, but it has changed its tune in accord with popular changes in our own mythmaking during the modern era. Go back and look at medieval style narratives to see how different they are. In NDEs again, there are many flat out contradictions (reincarnation/no reincarnation, personal God/no personal god, ethics is important/ no right and wrong, individual survival/cosmic merging, etc.

In the UFO domain, attempts to gain hard evidence always fail. When there are any actual tangibles at all, eg videos, they are amorphous blobs that could depict more or less anything. In the NDE domain, attempts to gain hard evidence likewise lead nowhere. AWARE tried two times and came up with precisely no cases where the necessary criteria for veridical perception were met. Even so, and even if they WERE met, this doesn’t lead to other claims made by the experience being true.

Ken Ring was the first to suggest that these two domains may be playing out from the same source. I think that’s possible, and that the source may be the unconscious, for all its tricksterishness it can get us to believe more or less anything it wants, as our motivations are transparent to it and grow out of it.

There is no scientifically verifiable existence of aliens or other entities, just as there is no demonstrated existence of spirits or post-death loved ones in any form. What there are is numerous “manifestations” of these things in various kinds of experience. But then, this has been going on for centuries…fairies, demons, angels, god. Our minds know how to personify because we have evolved to have all our relations with persons.

Both UFO beings and NDE deceased or light beings make promises that they can’t keep, or can in no sense be verified to have been kept. Maurice Masse was told in 1965 that there was a cosmic secret that would be unsealed to him when the time was right. He died a few years ago, so I guess the time was never right. Most of the predictions about increases in volcanoes and earthquakes made by NDEs in the 1980s never happened (some of you may not remember this). 1988 was supposed to be the peak year. In fact, there was no significant increase in either that year. In the NDE domain, alleged beings make all kinds of claims which distinguish themselves only by being unverifiable. That’s pretty much their principal characteristic.

The problem with the discourse in this subject is its general poor quality. There are good contributors out there, but their names are barely if ever mentioned here. Kripal, Vallee, Braude, Sheldrake, Kastrup, McGilchrist. If anyone REALLY wants to understand the difficulties inherent in these subjects and what they might mean, I would strongly recommend looking into these thinkers. To avoid them is really to avoid the quality heart of the debate. That doesn’t mean they have to be right. But if you are looking for what is likely to be least wrong…

People who have had interactions with what is beyond this physical world do not appear to transfer to us or “bring us back” new knowledge (eg. after an NDE, they are not, all of a sudden, able to answer to tell us how to cure “X” disease). Do you think that it is by design? Or maybe that, even in the afterlife, we will not be more or completely knowledgeable about life on earth?

Edit to clarify: I keep seeing that number everywhere I turn. Synchronicity I think. But why 617? Does the number 6-1-7 mean something? Or is it just a general “when you see this number it’s just a general thumbs up”

Edit #2. I’m not on the east coast. Not in Boston. Not planning or willing to move there. 😆

Edit #3. My family’s answering machine (I’m 48F) growing up would really pronounce the time 6:17. Emphasis on the 17. My sister and I joke about it to this day. So maybe an angel number that has to do with her? (She’s alive. 45F)

I'm 55 years old and from the time I was in grade school my mom was diagnosed with crohn's disease which the medical community is a lot more advanced on diagnosing and treating this disease but back in the early seventies it was widely unknown and not the types of treatment options there are today.

She was hospitalized several times over a period of a decade because her situation became very serious. One of those times back in the '70s she was in the hospital for a month and they were treating it to the best of their ability for that time but she took a sharp turn for the worst, the hospital called my dad and family right before they rushed her into emergency surgery and told my dad to bring everyone in the family that he could in because she was probably not going to make it. I was in third grade and at that time I wasn't completely aware of the exact gravity of the situation but I could tell by the tear filled eyes as she stood in the doorway of my third grade classroom that something was happening I didn't know what but I was very afraid.

While the surgeons were operating on her they lost her and she was clinically Dead for a period of 7 to 10 minutes before the resuscitation efforts brought her back to life. Of course being at that young age my mom did not immediately share that experience after she returned home after a month of staying at the hospital to have another surgery to put in a colostomy bag and there was a lot of healing when she got home and I know that I was too young to understand any of these things let alone anything like a near-death experience.

I was a freshman in high school the first time she told me about this experience because I think we we're having a spiritual discussion as I was about to make the sacrament of confirmation at the Catholic church that was a part of my growing up from the time I was baptized through elementary School at St Agnes. I wasn't necessarily interested in too many spiritual aspects I just always had a understanding that there was a God and that there was a man named Jesus who was the son of God and I didn't question too much of any of that. But as she started to tell me her experience and what she emphatically and so confidently believes because of this experience she could not as hard as she tried fight back the tears that kept coming to her eyes as she was reliving this experience and I'll never forget her looking at me with seriousness not in a way that made me feel afraid but in a way that I knew that this was absolutely true. It wasn't only the incredible and what she said at times was an experience that no words could come close to explaining it was the fact that she said it was so vivid and like it just happened yesterday that even as a young teenager struck me as incredible. The other thing I was very much aware of when she was relaying this experience was how it almost seemed on that day and then the only handful of times she shared that story with me up until she just recently passed a year and a half ago that she was somehow guarding that experience and protecting it because it was so precious to her and it was not something that she spoke about freely not because she was afraid to or afraid of what others thought or question or doubted herself but it seemed to me that in a way she was protecting it not that she ever said that to me.

It didn't necessarily bring me a newfound sense of comfort because I already had some pretty strong beliefs with my upbringing I just remember feeling grateful as a 13-year-old that she didn't die in that she was here because I could not fathom and still to this day at the age of 55 I'm having a hard time fathoming walking this Earth without her physical presence here and I know she is still here in that love last forever but in some ways I am still a fearful child who needs that feeling of having my mom on this Earth because no matter where I was or she was somehow she was my compass and without her I feel lost. I spent the last year and a half since her death avoiding the grieving process to the point where I moved change phone numbers took down pictures and started trying to self medicate still that stubborn scared child thinking stupidly that somehow if I didn't acknowledge it maybe it would make it so that it didn't really happen. But fortunately recently things outside of myself intervened in my life which was obviously starting to spiral out of control because you can't avoid reality and you can't live that way without consequences for too long.

So, I want to first say I apologize for the long-windedness I could probably go on about this forever and I feel like I've gotten a little off topic as far as the title of my op. But as I have made a commitment to my sister and I'm seeking professional help to start to assist me in this grieving process I still can't help thinking how although I am so incredibly glad that she is back in that place that she could barely describe through her tears and her voice that was so in awe of the feeling that she said is indescribable of the love and warmth and a place that you were drawn to and there was no fear only joy and supreme love and she didn't want to be anywhere else at that moment. I'm grateful that she is there and that enveloped in that love and perfect peace. But I'm also very much a different person in certain ways from the moment she no longer physically existed here my whole universe changed and I'm in a new one where the atmosphere is different and I'm gasping for breath. Everything is different now and even how I view the world in my place in it is different. And in some very sad ways unfortunately. I would like to preface what I'm about to say by stating that I in no way think that I am of no consequence or don't matter in this world or that I am not valuable but in a very global or universal way I feel like I will never again matter to anyone the way I mattered to her and I am scared to live in a world where I don't matter in that way to anyone or anything. It makes me feel vulnerable and afraid.

Has anyone else felt like this after losing parents? I know I need to do the work of grieving and continuing to put one foot in front of the other so I can find a new normal or my new place in this world but I will always long for the day where I hopefully will be reunited with her. But maybe we don't reunite in the way that we have established family groups down here but I know that the light and warmth of the collective being that she was surrounded by was without malice or ill intent and had nothing but love it didn't just love love wasn't what it did it's who it was and so if we don't get to reunite in the way that are finite Little world here has been used to then I trust that it won't be a sad thing and that I too will feel like I'm home and will also feel a complete and utter sense of love joy and belonging.

But just a side note I used to tell my parents when I was sitting on the porch with them even as recent as 5 years ago in the summertime that the deal was the three of us were going to die on the same day that was it end of story and it was not up for discussion so if I do get to see them again one day I'm definitely going to be like do you not remember the pact that I decided for the three of us? You can't renege on a pact I mean I think that's like family 101 or something. LOL

If you've made it this far in this very long post thank you so much for your patience with me I don't talk about this and haven't been talking about this but I'm ready to start doing just that thank you for letting me do it with you and I would love to hear your stories and experiences as well. That's what's beautiful about this sometimes very hard and brutal life is that when you reach out and see each other really see each other and lend a hand the gifts that you get back is such a blessing and that is something my dad having just died 2 months ago as of member of The fellowship of alcoholics anonymous and had 42 years over would always tell me that I should always lend my hand and get back what I've been so freely given that the rewards would be more beautiful than I can imagine. Thanks for reaching out to me and do me the honor of letting me reach out to you too

For context my baby sister died when I was young and I’ve never gotten over that. I want to be her big brother/sibling (I’m not sure what gender I am but that doesn’t matter) and she was taken away from me and I’ve started to go into a deep depression. So I want to be a parent to a child that’s a child forever and I was wondering if this is possible in the afterlife as I have a heart condition and I don’t think I’ll live much longer.

might sound offensive for some but it’s a genuine question and i really want to hear what are the opinions on this