Originally posted by italianmonkey
maybe my brain can't consider death because when you'r twenty you feel eternal?
Maybe just not suicide?

My only experience with death in a dream was very odd, starting like a classic falling dream. I could see the black rocks of a cliff whizzing past beneath my feet, like i was falling face first. Then I looked forward just intime to take in the dark grass hitting me straight in the face.

But here is the odd part. I felt dead, but I was still aware. It was as if my body had been stopped by the grass, but whatever awareness I had (I don't believe in a soul, but anyone who does would call it such) simply fell through the ground into a slowed down state.

Certainly made me rethink thoughts on an afterlife.