Reincarnation sorta thing. But how would you explain ghosts / people that claim to remember their past lifes and could tell you straight facts about it?
well when i was like 4 my mom and i were walking to the store and i started pointing at this house saying that i used to live there when i was old and i explained how the inside of the house looked, so my mom went and asked the owners if she can look in the house and everything i said was true.. so i believe in reencarnation..
This is the only thing/subject im scared off. If i think of it i freak out like a little kid. Anything else im uncomfortable to do stems off of this. Ill do anything if i know im not going to die. Thats where every "fear" of mine comes from.
let me break this down. if youre just going to spend your life trying to figure out what happens after death, youre just going to be wasting your time. when it comes down to it, no one alive knows what happens (and maybe not anyone who has died for that matter) thats pretty much the reason almost every religion exists, to explain how everything was made, what to do with ourselves, and what happens after you die. no matter what points you make and no matter how many people believe in the same theory as you, no one knows for sure and to be honest, if youre ignorant enough to be stressed out about that or waste your whole life trying to appease some omni-present being so you can go to some paradise, soley based on a theory. well, you wasted your time here trying to figure out what happens, so it doesnt really matter even when you do find out. my view on it, people have to learn how to be patient. its better not to focus on the here and now (and what and where) and instead enjoy it. satanism, foo.
im going to hell to lead the armys of the damned(yes zombie nazis and pirates) into battle against babys with wings. end of my death wil rock.hard.
what actually happened was you went missing for 2days when you were much younger and the family in that house molested you and tortured you with many home made weapons.such as tazer vibrators, spiked bats in your ass and hooks on your ball bags. thats why your one testicle feels slightly deformed. they also pulled out your finger nails and the father then raped you whilst eating and regurgitating them on your back. finally though after 2 months of anal rape they dumped you in front of the local hospital with a bloodied anus . that is how you know it.
hahahahaha I believe we join back up with the void if ya know what I mean. ....you dont know what I mean?
think of the little value one single human life holds in he eyes of a billion no names, everyone out to fill their own stomach, get money, get pussy, have people speak their name. and of course, someone you see when you flip on tv dies, we'll cram it into the publics' minds that their death will never be as noticed or important as bernie mac's, or michael jackson's. ever hear the ignorance in the statement "i can't believe he's gone"? well shit, you're the one who got close to him, and got so wrapped into this idea that he'll live forever. word is bond, if i just got a call from my homeboy saying "ayo, chris just OD'd man"... or "danny just got in a car accident", i wouldn't be a damn bit surprised. prepare for the end before it sneaks up on you, leave you all fucked up in the head. just study whoever has lost a parent at an age old enough to know what happened, but not even mature enough in the mind to deal with it. and what i love even more is when people will use what they thought was the dead person's opinion. (whom you're close with).
i've given suicide some pretty serious thought on a number of occasions, but i get this idea of me dying and having to watch my life without me from a glass window and not be able to do anything about it..it would suck. that and the whole "its the cowardly way out" thing. i have no idea what i really think about what happens when you dieski.