Ask Lemmy

Hopefully I was a good boy and I get to ask Baba why hotdogs come in packs of 10 but buns in 8? 😅

Mom gets sad

The only people who know for sure can't tell us, but realistically it's probably a cessation of consciousness.

Someone or something eats your carbon

Nothing. Its over.

Don't know, probably nothing. Whatever happens but with a score screen in the end. Times taken a piss, hours slept, right/wrong ratio when arguing on the Internet.

If quantum immortality is real, things might get really weird the closer to the end you get. The idea is if there is an infinite multiverse and our consciousness experiences one of them, then it could pick the "best" one, by some definition of "best". In which case unlikely things that can keep your life going (and be worth keeping going) are more and more likely to happen as you exhaust the more likely possibilities that would end your life. Could be that each of us ends up immortal in our own universe, not really alone because other people are there but alone in that their consciousnesses aren't likely present (unless your best unlikely future is also theirs).

Realistically, what's the difference between what happened to you when you were born and what will happen to someone who is born after you're dead?

My consciousness merges with the universal consciousness, which absorbs my memories to learn what it was like to be this particular organism in these particular circumstances. "I" will cease to be, and will become a personal memory of God, for lack of a better word.

Perhaps that process will take some subjective time, and go through interesting phases. Perhaps part of that process is recirculating through multiple vessels before total dissolution.

I’m becoming increasingly convinced of the raw utilitarian nature of consciousness, it being nothing more than an emergent property of a complex enough neural structure.

The body dies, the brain shuts down, the consciousness just ceases to be. The consciousness that is now “me” comes back into existence in another newly formed neural structure. But it’s not me. It’s new, and the only reason “I” am in there is because I’m not in this brain anymore.

You can call reincarnation if you like, but to me that implies the consciousness carrying lessons from its previous lives for some greater purpose. I don’t believe that. When I die, everything I know dies with me and I pop back into existence a blank slate with no knowledge or care of what I once was. Maybe as a giraffe, or a sugar glider, or some hyper intelligent amorphous blob on a planet in a galaxy we can’t even see from here.

I believe our atoms scatter off and bounce into the next thing they can cling to over and over again until we make up a new being. Then we start over.

If it was up to me our souls would convene out in space, get a fresh coat of paint, a report on how we did this go around, then go off to do whatever's next.

Nothing. I'm not spiritual, though I do sort of believe some things like that in a non-literal fashion. I don't believe I am part of some sort of unity, though I would say that yeah in an abstract sense I am just a complex multi-cellular organism and in most cases cooperation with other multi-cellular organisms is preferred. With the systems how they are now though, I am not participating (even if it is to my own detriment).

Design? It would require a bunch things that likely won't happen in my lifetime. Basically a transhumanist re-do. Get my brain somewhere and somewhen better, get it going again ideally with a mix of symbiosis+tech that allows existing comfortably. This could take a lot of forms too (many that others would find too alien/isolated), though not too hopeful about the future and that I could actually have a place in it.

I'm somewhat of a nondualist, and I think our consciousness is basically like a peak of a wave in a sea. Once you return back to the sea your consciousness becomes part of the next forming wave. Kind of like reincarnation. But I am not sure if we can remember things from a past life, memories seem to be stored in the physical brain or something like that.

Oblivion

I don't think there is an after life or a heaven. But if there was, what exactly would envision doing there?

This one's not going to Sovngarde, hoping for the Shivering Isles, hanging out with Thoriz Septim III. Likely this one will end up in the Misty Grove drinking with Sam.

I don't know where you'll go. I'm going to have to beg the Teotl to let me, a foreigner, go somewhere.

You either go to Purgatory and then Heaven, straight to Heaven or hell