My theory on the Unknowable Mystery of Life After Death
This is a question that has puzzled humanity for centuries and one that I've often pondered.
For the longest time, I've had two answers to this question that are exclusive to each other, but I've believed both at some points in my life.
The first is the idea of heaven, as a Christian child would imagine - a place where everything you love and admire is at its maximum intensity, with only good emotions and the people you love around you 24/7 for eternity.
The second, and probably more realistic, but sadder option 😂 is that after we die, it's exactly the same as it was before we were born - a whole lot of nothingness, no consciousness, no memories, no surfing, no jiujitsu, no grandma, no Cocoa fetching the ball... nothing 🥲.
Recently, I've come to a new theory that helps me avoid the panic attacks that contemplating death can cause and in my mind, makes more sense.
My theory is that there are things that we are not meant or even capable of understanding, including life after death. I came to this realization through a mental exercise of imagining a life where everything is the same, except for the fact that the color red doesn't exist. This analogy is meant to show that there are things that we cannot understand or explain, like how it would feel to not know the color red. I believe the same is true for life after death. We try to explain it with what we know and understand, but it's impossible for us to truly understand it.
Maybe there are other colors that don't exist in our minds and we can't imagine them because we are limited to what we've seen, learned, and experienced. How could you explain to a blind person what the color red is and how it's different from the colors he or she can see? It's not possible for us to understand how it would feel to not know the color red, is it?
I believe that life is too amazing and perfect, and nature is too improbable to be something that happened by chance. There must be something that happens after we die that we cannot explain or understand, it's just on another dimension (not actually in another dimension) that's unknown to us. And while theories like nothingness before we were born may be weird and confusing, we can understand them because we recognize the "nothingness" of how it was before we were born.
In conclusion, life after death is not understandable, and that's okay. It's not because we haven't philosophized enough about the subject or because we don't know enough biology or physics. It's just because we aren't capable of understanding it, just like we are not capable of thinking or coming up with colors that we haven't seen.
I'll stick to this theory because it lifts a big part of the weight of not knowing and gives me back a lot of time to live the very short and limited life that we have. 😎
