serafaery

It's true, we don't know everything, and I suppose death could somehow lead to something more. But I seriously doubt it, and I just don't see how. I firmly believe that consciousness is a purely physical result of activities of a healthy, functioning brain and body, and that dying means the end of that thing being conscious - that is, transforming into something non-alive. I feel that what I really need to do is eventually reconcile myself to that fact, but for now, I cherish my body and my brain as they are my only means of existence. I mean, even if I *could* exist in some other form, I would still mourn the loss of this life just as strongly. I would miss my sight, my sense of touch and hearing, the way my brain processes thoughts and sensations, the way my muscles flex under my skin, all that stuff that only living human beings have.