IndieAgora

If death is defined as non-experience, the cessation of all senses or all awareness, it can not be experienced in any way for the one said to be dead.

If you die, it would appear simply as a dreamless sleep. No matter how many aeons pass, or phases of probability, you can know nothing of it, until some moment is hit where you are awake again or receiving information.

It isn't true death that is frightening, because there is literally nothing to it, it is waking up again which is frightening, and practically guaranteed.

You practice every day with your sleeping. The dead are dead to you, but know nothing of death, and from their perspective, they, like you, only ever wake up, no matter what is said or done in between.

You will never experience death, you can only ever experience life, which is experiencing anything.

'I' does not die, I cannot know death.

Yeah, certainly. I am always dealing with immortality and the issues of forever.

I does in some sense die from time to time as it transforms, what mystics and philosophers refer to as 'ego death'.

I consider every moment a death, any sort of change, from sleeping to waking, from typing one letter to another the one moment gone "as is" apparently and another moment in its place. We live by Death, Death itself a word for the One, known as Destroyer as well, and we can never encompass or experience it, as it is Non-Experience, Non-Information, literally Like Nothing, made of Nothing, there is Nothing to see, it can only be known through apparent Change, Activity, influence on Information or its generation and elimination of experiences.

Speak speaking from a near death experience in which I had the choice to either return to my body or leave the earth completely, our awareness is not dependent on this physical body... the body is more like a veil or shroud around our total awareness.

I perceive us as mummified in matter. And when this shroud wears away and falls off, we resurrect.

life is not Life and death is not Death.
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The wise serpent sheds many skins before it "dies"

We are our bodies.

We are our bodies.


Or are we brains in vats? How would we know?

If I lose a finger or an arm, surely I am still the same "me". At what point of loss of body do I become not me?

One of the neatest lucid dream experiences I've had was learning how to accrete the sensory organs I remember from waking life into the astral environment for greater interaction.

Very excellent posts and I love the language, mummified in matter, so cool!

I think a great thought experiment is the one you suggested, keep simulating imagining cutting off body parts and sensory. Its also part of a thought experiment where there is a clone sent to Mars or something an exact duplicate. In all these thought experiments it leads one to at least feel there is something else that is the real "me" since one feels that in the destruction of their original body a duplicate clone wouldn't cut it or possess the experiencer, the one seeing. For example, without killing the first one, creating a duplicate while one is alive wouldn't be me, the thing seeing would be cut off from that body.

That which percieves is that which is perceived. When the body dies, there is no 'I', 'I' is performed as a body and as the 'I' is constructed beyond the body from without, it is impossible to say truthfully where it is, in fact, we are so deeply embedded in culture and language which determines what we are that soul, or 'I' is but an illusion of complexity.