As a very young man I was on a beach in the West coast of England and wrote my name in a lump of hard mud that seemed to be changing into a pebble (assuming it would sink to a great enough depth). I wondered if anyone would see it in a couple of million years... That thought evolved into, when I die I am made of the same stuff as this planets elements, I am expecting to return into those elements. But! where will the energy within us go? Who knows where?fontana wrote:Ardy.
So, my question is: What happens to us when we die? Where does the energy that makes us up go? Where do we go?
I'm content with a non-romantic answer that we dissipate into en ether and that is it. And I'm with you, it's disheartening when people construct their own truths based merely on fear, imagination and ego.
Where does the energy go when you turn off an electric motor?
We go nowhere I assume, and this is a big assumption, that there is nothing. I prefer the null analysis, it seems sort of right to me.
Everything comes and goes. There is limited room in the heaven most imagine, for every ant, slug and lizard, and I refuse to go if they don't go!