I’d live the rest of my life with just a little more spring in my step knowing death wasn’t the end.

Angry that I have to deal with my stupid family for the rest of eternity. Do my best to undo the afterlife

I would believe that I am a brain in a jar hooked to electrodes in some kind of future sci-fi hell before I believe that I am experiencing paranormal magic woo.

Silly question. Pass away too. 🙃

It really depends. Can they see my flings and hookups and everything in real time over the course of my life? If so, I’ll need 30+ post-death years to get over the embarrassment.

I’d rather see all my dogs, cats and horses again.

I can feel my entire ancestry judging me from here. That would be just too cruel.

I think this is the exact plot of The Discovery on Netflix. In the film, it leads to a lot of suicide.

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Continue working at getting off this wheel of samsara

Make up a bunch of arbitrary mystical rules about who will be lucky enough to enjoy this new paradise and who will be relegated to an eternity of misery.

I would ask my childhood friend how he died. A few years after we lost contact, he was found dead on his bed in the first day of his two-week PTO. I had just signed into a job in that same city and was thinking about reaching out to him.

To quote 1997 Miss Universe Brook Lee, “I would eat everything twice.”

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