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Story Idea Suggestion of the Afterlife.
First, Erin. I do not mean this idea as a downer, or in anyway negative. This is meant more of a constructive exercise.
Now, the last month in my personal life has been pretty bad. Crippling health issues and other problems. I am likely not going to die tomorrow. But, I am not going to see the average life expectancy.
Anyone, after a partially bad day today, I got to thinking about story ideas. And giving those here at Big Closet have very interesting imaginations. I have to ask all of you. I was wondering, how would you envision your first day after your death, in the afterlife?
I am not talking about hell, suffering, or being trapped on earth as a ghost. I am talking about purgatory, heaven, moving on, etc... Even reincarnation.
Personally, I would like to enjoy a walk through a field of flowers, during the day. If you knew me, you would understand why that is not possible for me to enjoy in this life.
Anyway, how would you envision your first day after you died?
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Paul Cousins.
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If I get to go to heaven
I hope I get to meet the authors who I admired who have passed on - including a few from here on BC ...
knowledge
If there is a heaven, the first thing I would do is get answers. Find out why things are the way they are.
Jessica Marie
Probably Correcting Typos...
...on whatever I decide to read or write that day. It's what I do...
At least slightly more seriously, in the unlikely event of an afterlife -- and one where we remain individuals rather than a one-with-the-universe nirvana type of existence -- I'd want to spend that first day collecting answers, on big questions (cosmology, theology, etc.) that couldn't be answered in life, and on more worldly matters -- news, sports, elections, etc. -- that undoubtedly wouldn't be of much if any importance to me as the afterlife goes on.
I can't imagine an afterlife, though, where with all your needs fulfilled, you have to spend eternity figuring out what you want to do each day. Mark Twain, writing as Satan in Letters From the Earth, made the point as to how colossally boring it would be with all the time in the universe in front of you and nothing you needed to do. Even if you could entertain yourself for centuries, you'd run out of ideas eventually. (What form interactions with others -- ancestors, relatives, historical figures, descendants when their time came -- would take is another question now that everyone's non-corporeal.)
Eric