One of the few things, which connects us all is the fact that we ware all going to die. Sooner or later in one way or the other our life will expire. Therefor more or less since the dawn of Homo sapiens we, the meeting point of falling angel and rising ape, concerned ourselves with speculations of what happens with grandpa, when he’s eaten by the wolves. The variety of afterlifes are as varied as human fantasy.
From dining in Walhalla through getting your heart weight against the Feather of Maat to the heavenly Paradise, they all seem to have one thing in common. They are as entertaining as they are unlikely. They seem to have in my opinion to major uses. First they are to explain one of mankind’s greatest mysteries and second they generate hope. But in the last 2000 years our general unease, if not fear, was ruthlessly used to suppress, torment and exploit the believers. Therefor the uncertainty of what happens after death ist the greatest weapon in the hand of religious leader everywhere every time.
But what are we, the rational thinking with a free mind, supposed to do? Hope and a nice prospect is a very calming and reassuring thing to have. And even for the strongest characters is hard to live without it.
Just as many other small epiphanies the one about death came to me during university. My personal solution for the stated problem is the following: Rotting in the earth about six feet under alluvial soil may seem a depressing thought at first sight, but it is far from it.Your body becomes an energy source for billions and billions of creatures from minute bacteria to small rodents, which in their turn feed billions of animals of every form and size in due time.
With our death we reenter the circle of life. And absolutely nothing is lost. Every single one of the atoms, that composed our being finds a new place in molecular structures of different beings or substances. If you want to interpret this spiritually we are reborn in billions of form at once and keep on being reborn throughout the existence of the universe.
I find this extremely comforting since the exchange of atoms with the universe in general and our environment in particular happens not only after our death but throughout our whole life. We are not lost or cease to exist when our body stops working. So why bother with controlling myths of any kind when the reality ist so wonderful?


