There is no Death

It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.

-Aristotle Onassis

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From a young age, we are taught about the physical body, the aging of the body, and the finality of death. Not our parents, not our schooling, and not organized religions teach us much about the consciousness, and how we are connected regardless of nationality, religion, race, and gender. We don't really comprehend the concept of time, and that time does not exist. At school, they don't teach us the most important lessons about life. They feed us a mandatory curriculum, expect us to memorize it, and spit it out. If we discuss anything that is outside of society's belief system, we are permanently labeled a kook.

But throughout my life, I have learned to question everything. And I'm not posting here to change anyone's perspective. I just want to share what I have learned, and that which makes more sense to me than anything I have ever been taught by my parents, family, friends, teachers, the so-called religious scholars, and the government.

 

I used to believe that death was the end. I didn't believe in heaven, hell, and etc. I also didn't believe in near death experiences because they were often tied to religion. However, for quite some time, I've been hearing from trustworthy people that there is no death. I posted a video of Anita Moorjani awhile back, and here, I'm posting a more in-depth interview with her (highly recommended). She was dying from cancer, went into coma, and chose to come back to share her experience, and teach us about life. 

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Anita says that there is no death, we need to let go of our fears, and find our purpose in life. The most important value is self-love, because we cannot deeply love anyone without loving ourselves first.

 

At the Ce-5 conference, Dr. Greer said that he too had a near death experience which made him realize that there is no death. He also said that he had a vision of his purpose in life and who he was going to marry. 

Dr. Greer talked about different states of consciousness. He said that at the time of your passing, you don't just drop and die, you don't go to some void of blackness, and start all over again. You retain your memories, knowledge, and whatever you attained, and evolve from there. 

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As I listened to different people say that there is no death, I wondered if I knew this before losing some of the people I cared about in my life, would I have felt less pain? I'm not sure. Eons ago, I asked my mom, "Why do people cry when someone dies? She said, "Bah, what a thing to ask. When someone dies, you can no longer see or spend time with them. You miss them." So, even when knowing that death does not exist, we may still mourn a loss because we would no longer be able to spend time with or see them.

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But here's the thing. There are instances when I have dreams about the people I lost in my life. They sometimes talk to me, and at other times, they don't say much in my dreams. Either way, I'm just glad to see them visiting me. And when I am super relaxed, and have complete awareness while awake, I feel their presence, and hear them communicating with me. I talked about things that we cannot explain in another post, but I didn't get into this detail, among many other things...

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Anyhow, to wrap things up, when it's our time to go, we shed our physical body, and evolve into a different level of consciousness. There is no death. According to DR. Greer, we go on forever. There is no ending in time. We attain each and every one of these states of consciousness. And as we elevate the consciousness, we elevate those around us, and the world around us.

(photo by: Geralt)

 

 We are part of one big whole, intricately connected in ways we can't imagine.

-Anita Moorjani

 

 

Things we cannot explain

Perhaps some of you have changed from five to ten to fifteen years ago. I know I have. As I learn about my strengths and weaknesses, I try to see the areas of my life that could stand improvement. Long ago, I began on a journey about life and why we are here. I still don’t have the answers, but by putting my trust in meditation experts, my philosophy about life has changed a bit. They say that there are lessons we need to learn during our lifetime, and if we don’t learn them, we keep coming back until we do. So, each of us has a different journey, depending on what we have learned in the past.

This may be a strange topic for some of you. There are probably plenty of people who don’t agree with me, and I’m okay with that. But I have had a lot of strange things happen in my life, and they are still happening as I write this, because I have learned to pay attention. Things for which I have no explanation. I’m not a religious person, but I am a spiritual person. I wasn’t always spiritual, especially right after my mom passed away. I thought this is it, and there is nothing else after that. But throughout the years, after she and my dad passed away, I felt them in my heart. So, I have started to question everything. I believe that we are all connected through energy and we have the capability to communicate with each other without speaking. Telepaths have figured out how to do this, and the rest of us have not. There are moments in everyone’s lives when something happens and two people look at each other and communicate what they’re thinking without talking. Governments use telepaths to snoop on other governments, and the police department hires psychics to help them out with a crime. This has led me to believe that it’s not all Mombo Jumbo.

Governments and the media used to make every possible effort to make UFO believers look like they were crazy. UFO, and other lifeforms do exist as you have seen it on the news lately. The government now calls it UAP—Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena. And by the way, we are more of a threat to them, and to ourselves, than they are to us. Our intelligence and capabilities are miniscule compared to theirs. They could have easily gotten rid of us long ago, if they wanted to.

Ghosts exist. I was once on a tour and a guide pointed at a house and told us that no one is allowed to go in there because several people who were doing construction on the house were pushed off the staircase by a bitter ghost and died. Other dimensions exist, and we can learn a lot about our dreams (see the video below). To learn about anything, it’s important to keep an open mind. After watching Anita Moorjani’s honest recount (see the above video, highly recommended), I no longer believe that when we die, everything ends for us. Anita Moorjani is the real deal. She has traveled everywhere and given many interviews and lectures. I wish that I had paid more attention to her message before my mom passed away. Just because we cannot see and touch things with our physical bodies, it doesn’t mean that they do not exist. It took me awhile, but I have learned to trust my feelings, my intuition, and my heart to guide me.

 

 

 

There is no time for death

I’m to go to a funeral. It’s for someone I really care about. It just happened so quickly right when I was trying to get all these things done before my father comes into town. I really want to spend time with him and so I need to get a bunch of stuff out of the way.

When I heard that she passed away, I got sad. I cried and remembered my mom passing away not too long ago. Then I started thinking about how I was going to find the time to pick out a basket of floral arrangements, look up two addresses on the mapquest on how to get there (I hate the GPS. It always gets me lost. Mapquest has worked for me 99.9% of the time), and spend more than half a day at the memorial and reception when I have so much to do.

Shame on me right? Of course I want to go pay my respect and mourn with the family. So, why the tug and pull? I know that nothing is real and meaningful in this life except the relationships we build with one another, but even then, it is so easy to get lost in the game we call life and lose all perspective.

I start to think about my own mortality. When I’m on my deathbed, will I be saying, “Not now. I don’t have time. I have so much work to do?” How ridiculous am I to think this way. I just have to keep reminding myself not to get caught up in unimportant temporary tasks. 

Nothing in this life is real except for human connections. Everything else that surrounds it is just fluff. So yes, from now on when there’s a funeral, I must slow down and make time for death just the same way I make time for life.

The finality of death

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My mom passed away on July 13, 2011 and I have been so depressed that I haven’t written anything since then. It’s been very difficult dealing with her death, especially since I’m not all that religious. I was born a Muslim and I have no intention of changing into a different religion because I believe my character is not defined by religion, nationality, race, sex and etc. I am who I am, regardless. I am enough. I don’t need to defend myself to others and frankly I really don’t care what anyone thinks about me because those who love me, know the kind of pain-in-the-ass I am, but they also know that I am loyal and will always be there for them, no matter what.

Anyway, getting back to my concept of death - I suppose people who are religious or those who believe in after life, heaven, hell, souls, ghosts and things as such, have an easier time with death. I have been searching for an answer over and over, but to date, I have none. The truth is that nobody knows what happens after we die. I’m even skeptical of people who have had a near death experience and say they’ve seen light, tunnel and etc. I can’t help wonder that their stories was nothing but hallucination and a figment of their imagination based on the stories of what others have said. Bottom line, I don’t know. I’m not sure of much these days.

I was talking to my older cousin the other day and as usual we started to have an argument.

She said, “If there was no purpose and this was it, then everyone would start cheating, lying and killing each other.”

And I said, “people are already doing that; just look at all the leaders, politicians, CEOs and their friends.” 

She said, “Then how come you’re not going after someone’s blood?”

“Well…that’s because I have ethics, morals and principles. I am definitely flawed, but when I compare myself to the rest of people living in this world, I realize that I am a good person,” I replied.

“And how did you learn all those things?” she asked, goading me to blurt that it was my religion who taught me all those things.

“I didn’t learn it,” I responded. “It is inseparable from who I am and has nothing to do with religious beliefs. Some people have it, some just don’t and some sway in between. Besides, most killing and wars are done under the pretext of religion.”

After we hung up, I realized that my cousin’s fear was getting punished after she died. She was afraid that she was going to be judged and so, that’s why she tried so hard to be good.  Someone once asked me if I go to church on Sundays and I said no, I’d rather go out with my friends and have fun. She said, “well, some of us need to go to church. Some of us need guidance.” 

Anyhow, I’m not writing this to discuss religion or lack thereof; I’m just writing to ask the difficult questions. What if this is it? What if when we die, everything comes to a complete halt? What if there is no purpose to life. We are born, we live and then we die – end of story. And if this is the case, then everything in life becomes meaningless. If you spend your whole life building strong relationships with those around you and then suddenly that relationship ends completely because that person has passed away, isn’t life just a waste of time?

Someone long ago wrote, I’m so tired of living. At the time, I thought what a strange comment coming from someone so young. But now I understand the statement after losing my mom who was also my best friend. I feel like I have lost not one, but two of the most important people in my life. And when I sit down, lost in all the paperwork, bills and other responsibilities, I say, “I’m so tired of living.” But we’re all stuck here until one day, we too will go away. Where will we go? I have no idea. Most likely nowhere.