How does death affect us psychologically?
What are the different types of effects?
How does your culture/social group deal with death?
In my culture, a person’s death will involve a three day feast, it is a celebration of life. People play cards, people drink, kids play, we dance, we laugh, we eat. The host (the family of the deceased) is largely forced to participate until the final day where they will spend the previous night in prayer.
I think that the design of the events are such that they are meant to help the mourners overcome their loss… In this way, the psychological effect is lessened.
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
[i]Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow whole
Fade out again
And fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all… go under
And fade out again
Fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow
Fade out again
And fade out again
Oh whoa oh
Oh whoa
Oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh
Whoaaaa
Immerse
Your soul
In love
IMMERSE
YOUR SOUL
IN LOVE[/i]
I will never die, this body my vehicle may cease but, the energy that is me will not, I will change, either to being my own vehicle or I shall find another. My body shall be cremated with no ceremony. As my body came out of a warm safe womb, it shall return to a cleansing burning womb, to ensure its usefullness as fertilizer to the earth.
Those that care to remember me, will be invited to laugh and party for as long as they care to at a gathering of life.
death is painful for those involved with the one who died, the funeral is to help them find a sense of closure, but how people react to death is a person to person thing.
Some people simply move on, while others wallow in the pain and self pitey, some deny the death and others go into a state of shock, some fear for their own life wondering if it could happen to them, while others still, welcome their own death to be with their loved ones again.
As for what happens afterwards, no one can be certin. Whatever you beleive is what helps you cope with the reality of what could happen afterwards, whatever that is.
My society tries to both stop death and cause death, as they wish to control death. The thought of self dieing is the thought of being powerless. That’s pretty scarry for most people, but overcoming fear of death helps a person to overcome all sorts of other fears.
I think people can react to death in a variety of ways.
They want to control it, or try to weesle around it metaphysically, or they chose to accept it and not really care much. It all depends on which person, as there are many ways in which one can face the idea of death.
When matter is burnt its imprints take on a more aetheric form within another dimension during the chemical breakdown.
All spells which primarily involve fire – tend to sent their influance into a specific immaterial realm, as intent takes on another form.
A burnt material body is what causes the deepest transition between material and immaterial, whilst NDE and coma patients have a non-destructed body and can experience, potentially, both the “other side” and the material realm, as their body has not been reduced to elements on this side, and the other existential polaritiy is not so far of from earthly “reality”.
I estimate that your choice will lead you to a quicker and deeper plunge into the “other side”, and your ghost will not be able to effect physical material anymore, at all.
You could spend 6months pluss burncasting some medical assistance servitors, if you wanted to and had enough skill to do this, to insure a safe transition from material to immaterial form, but I doubt you’d want to take the time to learn how to do this…?
Ouch! compared your studies I feel like a novice. But I am not certin that you are entirely correct. Though I at least understand what you mean by this. I am not certin many others will.
I think I have read some of what you speak of Dan, I am at a goal of taking that plunge though. consolidation of self, holds self together while enabling a new form of expansion/growth. Reaching out now enables you to gather assistance in transition. The energies surround us and flow through us. One must only listen.
Faust, my good man, you’ve forgotten one of the most fundemental rules of fortune cookies: You must add in bed to the end of them. Here, let me help you:
I will die. I hope someone cares and throws me a party. I pray every day that my loved ones don’t die before me, but if they do, I will never be the same.
I don’t want to be buried, but cremation doesn’t thrill me either. I’ve always told my husband to walk on the wild side and surprise me.
Oh boy here we go again
