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What did Christopher Hitchens learn when he died?

Yep. But, I get what the guy is saying in post 69 (hmm, isn't that ironic) about freaky **** happening to people.

I would say that maybe there could be some inexplicable time/space thing going on. I read about twins supposedly being connected at a distance, **** like that. :shrug:

But, yeah. Once your brain is dead, you aren't learning ****.

Instead of all that ghostly hokey bullcrap, I'm content to know I've made my mark on people spanning the globe. In them and those they influence, I'll never die. I'm happy with that. I know things I've done have made a difference and I know those I've influenced will continue to fight the good fight and they will influence others. There are people out there I've never met, who passed me on the street, and something I did or said changed their perspective just the slightest bit; I'm part of them too. Not just family, friends and colleagues. Acquaintances, passersby and countless people I'll never remember. And many that I don't remember made their impression on me. Like a drop in the ocean and the butterfly effect, goodwill never dies. Everything I do that's goodwill lives forever dividing, multiplying, scattering and regrouping like a pulse to all of life.

I'm good with that. I don't need anything supernatural. I believe I'll live forever and heaven is the future. I believe in the victory of good over evil, and I'm part of it.
 
Instead of all that ghostly hokey bullcrap, I'm content to know I've made my mark on people spanning the globe. In them and those they influence, I'll never die. I'm happy with that. I know things I've done have made a difference and I know those I've influenced will continue to fight the good fight and they will influence others. There are people out there I've never met, who passed me on the street, and something I did or said changed their perspective just the slightest bit; I'm part of them too. Not just family, friends and colleagues. Acquaintances, passersby and countless people I'll never remember. And many that I don't remember made their impression on me. Like a drop in the ocean and the butterfly effect, goodwill never dies. Everything I do that's goodwill lives forever dividing, multiplying, scattering and regrouping like a pulse to all of life.

I'm good with that. I don't need anything supernatural. I believe I'll live forever and heaven is the future. I believe in the victory of good over evil, and I'm part of it.

I'm usually pretty happy just picking up a piece of discarded paper or something. But, yeah. That.
 
I've had surgery with a low chance of survival. Didn't see nothing.

I have been a chronic asthmatic all my life and when I was 15, I had heart failure caused by an attack and was dead on the table for some unknown amount of time. While I was recovering, people desperate to know about 'the other side' visited me and asked all sorts of questions about my experience. I didn't even know it happened until I was told, and I didn't see any 'lights at the end of a tunnel', or anything else for that matter. They were a little disappointed.
 
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