What comes after this?

That’s the big question, isn’t it?

What comes after this life. For as long as humans have been able to question what the future holds humans have obviously wondered what happens after death.

No one has survived death.

Yes, there are those who have “come back” from “death” but upon closer examination they were declared dead before they actually were. As no human has ever survived death, living humans have no idea of what happens after death and decomposition.

I honestly don’t believe that anything happens. Other than irreversible decomposition.

Who you are goes away when your brain dies.

There’s no magical kingdom in the sky where everyone goes and hangs out with their best buddies from high school.

There’s no burning pit of fire for those who go against the wishes of the magical sky daddy.

The human brain is very inquisitive. It has an innate need for knowledge.

And when the human brain can’t come up with answer that satisfies its thirst for knowledge, it has a tendency to make up answers that quenched this thirst. God. Heaven. Angels. Hell.

Humans created god.

Humans created heaven.

Humans created angels.

Humans created hell.

Humans created the afterlife because the human brain can not comprehend its non-existence after its death.

At least that’s my take on it.

And it only makes sense really.

The human brain spends almost the entirety of its existence learning, and observing, and calculating, and dreaming, and plotting, and scheming.

It can create beautiful wonders out of nothing, it can take basic minerals and make electronic devices that border on absolute magic. The human brain has launched probes into space that are still communicating with the Earth as they pass through the heliosphere.

The human brain can create music, and numbers, and mathematical formulas, and spoken language, and written language, and poetry, and literature.

So for the brain to be able to do all of this, and then at the end simply die and turn into a congealed blob of fat cells and dead neurones indistinguishable from the dead nerves in the body’s feet is quite insulting and unimaginable for the brain.

Hence why we have an afterlife. Our brain needs the afterlife. Even though the afterlife doesn’t exist, our brain still needs it to exist. Lulling itself into a false sense of security with the fairytale of an afterlife allows the brain to function on a daily basis without going insane at the prospect of realizing that it’s all for naught.