Obviously hypothetical. Just curious what others would do.
It really depends. Can they see my flings and hookups and everything in real time over the course of my life? If so, I’ll need 30+ post-death years to get over the embarrassment.
I’d rather see all my dogs, cats and horses again.
I think this is the exact plot of The Discovery on Netflix. In the film, it leads to a lot of suicide.
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If you were lucky enough to have been married to the love of your life twice but both of them die before you, which one do you spend the afterlife with?
If your infant child dies, do you spend eternity with them changing their diapers?
You’re reunited with your high school sweetheart but they died in a car crash at 15 and you at 90. You spend eternity with a “kid” as an afterlife lover?
You had a dozen pets in your life- you have to have them all in the same house at the same time forever?
Here’s one.
If when you’re alive, it’s said there are many versions of you, because everyone knows you a little differently and perceives things differently.
Imagine when you’re dead, that every time you see someone, you each see your favorite/most known version of each other. So the example of HS sweetheart, they’d see you as a 15yo. Dead spouse, same, they’d see you how you last were and vice versa.
You could be so much to so many people… Imagine how nice that’d be!
Confusing as fuck is what it would be. What if my mum and the friend I hung out with for four months on student exchange and my favourite primary school teacher all meet me at the same time? They don’t know of each other’s existence and they know wildly different me’s. Which me would I be? Do I notice myself oscillating between personalities and bodies?
Wouldn’t you agree they already know “2 different versions” of you already? Your mum would know you a lot better of course, and probably view you as more highly regarded. Same you, just different perspectives. And hey, in the afterlife, it could be totally different physics and understandings. Who knows.
This world needs more people like you.
Hah thanks!
Can my Grandma see me when I’m jerkin my gherkin?
I think the option to commit suicide just became easier for me if this was the case. However, some of my better friends are still alive so I’m not going to.
I can feel my entire ancestry judging of from here. That would be just too cruel.
I would ask my childhood friend how he died. A few years after we lost contact, he was found dead on his bed in the first day of his two-week PTO. I had just signed into a job in that same city and was thinking about reaching out to him.
Become immortal.
Make up a bunch of arbitrary mystical rules about who will be lucky enough to enjoy this new paradise and who will be relegated to an eternity of misery.
Do I have to see my family?
Continue working at getting off this wheel of samsara
Depends – have they seen everything I’ve been doing?
I demand an explanation of exactly how information theory and quantum field theory were both wrong in their fundamental principles, and it turns out we actually are blobs of spirit energy driving around in meat suits, instead of being just thinking meat that dies.
