Death and Heaven

[Don Corleone]

I believe in heaven, but I dont' think it's a golfer's paradise where beer is free, you get to play Augusta every day and you get a hooter's girl for a caddy, much as I'd like it to be that way.

I envision heaven as a return of the individual to the collective. Think of a drop of water finding it's way through ground water runoff, a stream, a river, a bay and finally back out to the ocean... .you cease to matter as an individual but you become something much larger then you envisioned.

I also believe in Hell. I think our actions here render us more or less ready to re-collect. I don't think of Hell as a lake of fire and flame whips. I more see it as looking through a window at a party of all your best friends and family. Because of your own spite, you refused the invitiation, and now you cannot get in. To me, Hell is being alone without hope of ever being in communion with your fellow man again.

[Kagemusha]

I believe in fate.We have an saying in my country that when someone dies.He or She came back to the light.I personally think that death is the end as we know it.but is not the ultimate end.We arejust so sefcented that we dot see it,

[JimBob]

Don you sound like a Hindu Jew, if there's such a thing.
My take: We die, deal with it, your consience may or may nor carry over to some new existance, the key is that right now you are alive and have feelings, thoughts and emotions. Fullfil them. Heavan is like after Thanksgiving (or the appropriate feast day in your country), after you full, content, a bit sleepy, surrounded by friends and family. Hell is being on your deathbed and saying 'if only'

[Samurai Waki]

I personally don't know (HI FROM HAVANA...CAPITAL OF THE COMMUNIST WEST!) *ahem* anyway... I don't know about death, I don't dwell on it, and I am not afraid of it... certainly I don't invite it, but I accept it. Many of you have interesting viewpoints... wether they are true or not really doesn't matter. My Personal Belief: Earth is essentially heaven and hell; Life is our crucible, and when we die we become a collective, we share our stories, give advice... see where we went wrong, basically a long time of reflection... certainly whatever happens after that I am not sure. But it would make me happy to have a long discussion with o' lets say Hitler or Richard the Lionheart, he can tell me his stories, what he felt, what he did in his life that nobody knows about, and because this is essentially the great gathering grounds of spirits, however, because we do not "exist" anymore, by gones are by gones... in death, we do not care about the physical realm anymore.