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

I’m an atheist so I’ll probably be in Hell, but my Grandma was an atheist too, (so I guess I’ll get to see her too!)[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJH0eBtnbcs]

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.

… nothing…

I think the option to commit suicide just became easier for me if this was the case. However, some of my better friends are still alive so I’m not going to.

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.”