If there's one thing I will never stop stressing over, it is my death and what happens after it. Not in the heaven or hell sense, but in a different manner that is a bit harder to explain, but here it goes. Right now, every individual sees through their own eyes, has their own soul, and has their own mind. They think independently, (at the most)and feel life at their own fingertips. After one dies, they will be again someone, someone that's their own. They will have their own identity again. They will see through their own eyes again, just as another person in the world because their past being died away. I know it's hard to understand but i dont know what else to say.
Anyways, I mainly stress about who my being after this life will be. It's so awkward not being able to remember any lives before this life. I'm sure before this life I was another person that died off, bringing me to another body. I think this resembles too much with the thought of reincarnation, why? Because it is the thought of that! It's so weird! I stress of being someone less blessed by life and family and friends in the next life. What happens if I live a totally bad life where its not even worse. I starve to death somewhere in the East. Or maybe I become born to royalty and live a life of wealth. It's so odd thinking about all these things that could happen. I don't know, this was just a blog to pass the time with cause I was really thinking about it.
Comment me and let me know how you feel upon this, if you understood it. And keep suggesting new blogs for me to write. For the few remaining suggestions I haven't gotten to yet, I am truely sorry. I will write them as soon as I have time. Nowadays, school and guitar and everything's just piling up so it's hard to write these, but I will start on them once again next week. Thanks for the continued support, keep your head up and don't stress. =]
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hahahha i hella think about this too though. like if i was hella mad or sad or whatever then i thought about what if i killed myself. not like being suicidal or anything but being mad/sad was just a reason why death crossed my mind. and i would think if i killed myself, what if my next life would be worse than what i'm experiencing now and it would've just been a waste.
This is a great thought. Seriously, if you believe in reincarnation, I think you would've/might've been a philosopher in the times when philosophy was growing! haha And of course I understand this...if only we knew these secrets of what happens afterwards? Eh, for now, though, we should just live life to the fullest, yah know? =]
I believe in some sense when I die, God will ask me if want to reincarnate, or to live in his Kingdom Of Heaven. Nothing wrong with what you're thinking. I find myself lucky to be born in the best damn country, state, and region in the world. With a good life. Go figure?
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