Life After Death Isn't What I Thought It Would Be

I'm not going to lie: I thought death was going to be amazing. You know, like the afterlife in So You Think You Can Dance or something? I've been a dancer my entire life, so that should tell you something about how much I love to dance (it's everything). But when it actually happened and I found myself standing on this nondescript street corner in front of an unassuming row of houses, devoid of all personality, I was just…confused.

This isn't heaven! It's just another boring street corner! And then some kid rode by on his bike and almost ran me over because he didn't see me standing there - I don't even have a body anymore! What kind of afterlife has no bodies? And why would anyone want one?

The people I want to see in heaven aren't here.

I thought heaven would be a place where I could spend time with my loved ones again, but that's not the case. You can't see or talk to anyone you know, and you can't see or talk to anyone who has died before you. In fact, there's no one around at all. Not even the people in your life who are still alive - even if their bodies are still breathing on Earth!

What makes this so confusing is that we're not alone in heaven: it seems like everyone else has come here too (except for the dead). But maybe they're just ghosts? If so, why aren't they talking? And why don't they look like us anymore? Is there something different about consciousness than we thought? Or is it possible that some people have moved on further than others…and no longer need our help back home!

I can't interact with anything.

When you die, you can't interact with anything. You can't touch anything or taste anything or smell anything, and there's no one to hear your experiences.

You cannot see the people who have passed away before you; they are gone forever from this world and exist only as memories. You cannot feel them either; in fact, all sensation has been removed from your body as if it were never meant for use at all - it is merely a shell for your soul to inhabit until it finds its purpose in life after death.

Even if someone were still alive on Earth when you died, that person would not know that you had passed away unless they received word from another source (such as reading this article). This means that even though our physical bodies may die someday soon, we may live on forever through our actions toward other people during life and how they remember us after death ends up mattering more than how long we lived before passing away.

I have no concept of time.

When you die, time stops. You can't tell the time, which means that you don't know what day it is or how long ago you died. Time has no meaning for me anymore. I've been dead for as long as I can remember and yet I feel like it's only been a couple of days since I last saw my loved ones. It's like living in a bubble where everything outside the bubble is slow and blurry but inside the bubble everything is fast-paced and clear.

I'm stuck here with no end in sight!

Death is not as good as you think it will be.

The world you knew, the people you loved, they all disappear. And in their place… nothing. Blackness, an endless void of emptiness and cold. It's as if your entire existence has been erased, and you're really no one at all - just some sort of disembodied consciousness floating around aimlessly within this nothingness. You feel alone; you are alone; and it feels like it will never end.

This isn't how death is supposed to be! You think to yourself while floating in darkness with no past or future - no present whatsoever - that there must be something more than this… something better than this eternity of darkness where there's nothing but blackness everywhere for as far as the eye can see…

Conclusion

I think the most important thing that I learned from this experience is that death isn't what we've been taught it will be. As a Christian, I was always told that when you die, you go to heaven and everything is perfect. But in reality, death doesn't seem like anything at all. You don't get to see your loved ones again because they're not there either. It's just an empty space where your body used to be lying on the ground beside them or nearby depending on how close their lives were cut short by whatever tragedy took place during their passing away moment."

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