I'll upload them some time.

If you're serious, then I'd like to see them as well. I love this kind of stuff.

One time, I was watching a documentary about the devil's bible. When a picture of Satan came up, I felt this intense heat, and I began to sweat, my breathing stopped right then and there. My fiance (who was my girlfriend at the time) felt nothing. I managed to mutter "Jesus" to myself, and within seconds, the heat was gone. That was by far the scariest moment of my entire life.

Another thing, I have to force myself to believe in some type of afterlife, otherwise I would go stark raving mad searching for a way to prolong my life. What bothers me is when people act as if their superior to me because 'they aren't afraid of death'. Well, my goal in existence is to have as many experiences as possible and to learn something from each of them, and a single human lifetime is far too short of a time to do this, at least by my standards.

"Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely." Perhaps you need to reconcile something with yourself? I am no psychologist but things unaccounted for are often disturbing sources of discomfort for me.

I don't quite understand what you mean, could you elaborate further?

Well, deeply embedded in my subconscious were memories of family relationships that went sour, and I'd be beating myself up over them all the time, even without being aware of it. I found it necessary to sort through my baggage to find self-contentment. Perhaps it's like that for others as well.

Ah. For most of my life I've been in a near perpetual state of introspection, trapped in my own head, over-thinking things, making assumptions. I've only recently been able to break free from myself and don't plan on letting me get a hold of me again anytime soon.

Death is the final slumber. Yes I'm afraid to die, but that doesn't mean I want to live forever. It will be peaceful, but I wont know. But that's the idea.

I believe there is an Afterlife because of the human soul. Us humans do have souls because that what allows us to have feelings that we have; our humanic feelings are no near natural stuff that normal animals do. No, we are special type of animal because we all have a soul.. I believe that our bodies are like a prison. A prison to hold our souls and once we die, our souls shall be freed and that is when the souls will get a choice.. That choice is enter the afterlife or stay on Earth as a spirit and I truly believe this. This is my thoughts on the Human Soul and what happens to it after our deaths. Remember this; matter and energy cannot be destroyed, only converted. So my question is, what happens to our Soul after we die? It cannot be destroyed and it is a special form of matter (It might be considered as energy?) that doesn't react to Earth's natural cycle, like our bodies does.

Feelings can be explained and modified by chemical reactions in the brain.

The natural ones but some of the more powerful feelings, no. Not at all.

i have never encountered anything in my life that suggests that ghosts exist, that doesn't mean they don't exist...but i'll believe in ghosts when i have to deal with them.

...What?

Having a hard time understanding?

No.

Clearly, but to keep the mods happy I won't go any further.

I have a hard time understanding unsubstantiated new age folderol, yes.

I have faith in an afterlife. It's just my way of paying respect to whatever created us and the universe we live in. I'm a very logical thinker with almost everything except this, I can't accept that we just are because we are. I guess I just don't want to. That being said, my main concern is making this life worth living and leaving something behind to be remembered even if only by the ones I love. What happens after that? I guess I'll just roll the dice.

I believe in an afterlife because I cannot comprehend that the thought that there may not be one.

Are you being serious? If so, can you comprehend what it was like to be unborn? It was blankness presumably. I believe the same happens when we die.

That's what I can't picture. Blankness. That *poof* everything is gone.

Technically speaking, I don't think ghosts can be real, they're ethereal. Concerning the question of ghosts actually existing then kind of, sort of

Another thing that may contribute to my being apathetic towards the bigger questions of the universe; I don't care about the universe. I'm interested in learning about myself, other people, and how they work. What they've left behind, what they accomplished, what I left behind, what I'll accomplish. Pondering about what brought me here isn't going to help me with any of these things.

Why not? That strikes me as rather solipsistic. Your belief seems to be due to an unwillingness to believe anything else could be so, rather than a product of rational thought.

It isn't gone though, is it? It continues with or without us. At some point humanity will become extinct but the world will carry on all the same. Then eventually the sun will supernova and destroy our planet.
It doesn't matter though, because there are billions of stars with trillions of planets between them and planet earth's demise will be meaningless.

Humanity is not even a spec of sand in a desert, not even the moss on a rock. In terms of scale, we are too small to register existence.