Originally Posted by Gelatinous Cube
When I was little, the question of "What happens after I die?" bugged me. It bugged me alot. Over the years, i've come to see so many different positions on this, all of which are so sure in themselves that to believe in them you need to allow for a purely faith-based "fact" within your mind. No hard evidence, just faith. And I don't like that.
So I came to the conclusion that the only way i'll find out is when I die. So, in a way, death becomes the next big answer to a question i've always wondered, rather than a great big scary thing.
That said, while death doesn't bug me, the idea of dying does. No bleeding out on the floor for me thank you. So if you ask me the way to go about life is simply to go about life, and when death occurs, we'll know the answer to this ultimate question. Or we'll simply not exist. Who knows?
On a related matter, from purely empirical observation, the best way to ensure a life after death of sorts is to make sure you will be remembered by those still living.