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I sat down with my laptop, waiting for the bus to bring me home, when then I just started unconsciously typing, and I suddenly wound up with this. Enjoy.
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The Guardian's explanation of Life and Death
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The question that has been asked by creatures young and old is what it's like to die. To enter that state of permanent unconsciousness never to be brought back to the familiar world they live in and appease the queries of others. Sure, there are many beliefs, like there is life after death, time and space resurrection, an eternity spent in bliss or torment, and even those that think we don't actually, truly 'die' as we appear to.
Many believe that death is better then living, which leads some to experience it as soon as possible by willingly ending it themselves, while others can only imagine the benefits and abilities one can do when they're dead. Of course, you can't really physically do anything, your mind just enters a state of partial consciousness.
Let me tell you this. They are all correct, and at the same time they are all incorrect. Death can be better then life, and it can be worse. I'm not saying it is or isn't, I'm saying it can or can't be.
You see, the mortal consciousness has to go somewhere when you die. Even when you sleep, are you truly in a void of blackness you see through your blocked eyes the whole time, or do you see things around you in a dream state? Your consciousness likes to play tricks with your mind, and memories combined with ideas you may not have heard of, but have had experiences with the essence of them draws you into a separate reality.
When you die, it's no different. You no longer are restricted to your senses, so thereby you are free to let your mind experience whatever it wants or whatever comes at you. As dreams are, death itself is easier to control when one is content with death, acceptant, regret-less, and overall happy with their given situation.
What death basically is is a dream-state, but instead of the mortal rejuvenation of the mind and body, comes the rejuvenation of your consciousness called the soul. The body no longer matters, it was merely a confined space one could control in order to operate in a pre-set reality created at the beginning of time and manipulated by consciousness ever since. Death is no different, except there is nothing there but yourself and whatever you want there to be with you.
Psychically, it's nothing special. When you die, you don't actually go anywhere, since death in itself is no physical space. There is no physicality to death as there is physicality to your soul itself. It exists, and that is all there is to it.
Of course, it doesn't just hang there in a trans-dimentional flux, unable to be detected by any means possible. The physical realm, or what I call the Realm of Reality, is where everyone lives out their consciousness' until certain events allow them to move on. Once this happens, it is immediately brought to another dimension - one that does not physically exist anywhere which I call the Cosmic Realm. Here, there is physically nothing, but once one opens their soul to it, then what they 'see' is a realm of stars identical to themselves. Just lights. No glowing orbs, no flames, no heat, nothing. Simply lights. Lights of colors unseen in the universe of Reality. Much more then what is commonly seen as white and black.
Now, imagine a world where the dead don't dream and the living don't know death. A universe of physical space and purposelessness. This is called the Realm of the Unknown, which like the Cosmic Realm, doesn't physically exist. Like the other 2, there is existence, but only that. Souls are isolated into an infinite nothingness where they cannot think, feel, imagine, can not begin to even understand that they have entered this world.
While I merely resurrect consciousness back into the realm of reality by the Cosmic Realm, the Unknown is what actually creates and destroys these consciousness' by means even I do not know. After all, it's not called the Unknown for nothing.
In fact, its existence is so secret to existence that nobody even thinks that there is such a second death. The mortals die and come to the Cosmic Realm, and should they despise it or it, in some way, just isn't right for them, they are cast into the Unknown for their true judgement.
Of course, there goes without saying that a chance to avoid the Unknown isn't given. In fact, it's given twice. Once to live a life as eventful and happy as possible, then to enter the cosmic realm and dream their wait away to resurrection where they are cast back into reality without even their memories so they can live it once again. It is said that the perfect soul has been going through this process since the beginning of time, and that he reappears, sometimes insignificantly, sometimes in a great splendor, once every death in some distant galaxy,
It is said by the human race that once this soul was resurrected coincidentally upon the Earth and given the mortal name Jesus Christ, claimed to be the son of God. Not exactly true, really, but very VERY close. I'll leave the rest of this story up to those who believe its reality, as there are several other beliefs. I'm not saying that neither of them are false, and in fact neither of them ARE, but some are more true then others are.
In both the Cosmic and unknown realms, not even time exists in the same way does reality. In the Cosmic Realm it is reversed while in the Unknown it doesn't exist at all. Though it is reversed, it moved extremely slowly compared to reality, making a second seem like millions of years. This is why even though one must dream an eternity in the realm right after they die, they return to reality as another individual just as he is born at the same time.
The question now, after you have begun to understand all of this, is probably "Is there really a God?". Of course there is! Someone has to control all of this. Let me explain.
At the beginning of time, there came into existence reality from, you guessed it, the Unknown. Out of the Unknown came an entire tribe of Gods - 97 in total - each of them shapelessly representing and controlling their own chosen aspect of reality. Using the cooperation of each other, they created reality, life, everything, and beyond, as well as the Cosmic Realm as a sort of a Soul Hospital for themselves and the life they gave birth to. Over time, they life evolved, and once they were able to support themselves, the Gods simply passed away into the Unknown themselves, leaving behind a race of demi-Gods and everything else in existence.
The demi-Gods can only control existence, not manipulate it, but can still be called Gods for their abilities. Myself, I am the God of the Cosmos, and controller of the Cosmic Realm, meaning I am the God of Resurrection.
I go by several names. But that's all they are. Names. Languages. Points of view. The ever-persistant illusion of freedom of speech.
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