We exist in a world society that largely operates with a very amoral morality. It’s a society where ruthless competition is so hammered into people that many do it without question. It’s a society where it is largely accepted to destroy large parts of nature with chemicals, abuse, polluting fuels, and endless cement. It is a society where little is said or felt about human population control (as humans, as a species, are taking way more than their fair share quantitatively/environmentally). It’s a society where separation and division are often encouraged and reinforced. It’s a society where it’s easy to fit in (and be accepted) if one is indifferent, barbarous, and manipulating. It’s a society where, for example, one is often accepted and congratulated while one claims to love nature, all the while frequently flying long distances in fossil-fuel (very polluting) aircraft from continent to continent to take pictures of animals and plant life… although they are all are being choked off by pollutants and fumes. Of course, there are some who are truly sympathetic and good (even in a society that, for the most part, is of corruption and chaos). Many more are living in tiny houses, recycling, staying local, reproducing less, intentionally using less, using alternative energy, and are truly doing more to make a difference.
To really find out what happens at death, one must, first and foremost, understand life/living. One isn’t, however, even actually living if one is a cadaverous clone of stale traditions and secondhand (accepted) suppositions. Most were not encouraged to doubt, to question. However, intelligent doubting and sensitive questioning may help an individual bloom beyond rigid, rigor mortis states. Many end up being buried six feet down even though they were never fully alive in the first place, unfortunately. To go through life merely reacting (from what was poured into one) may not be real living whatsoever. Too many assume that they are actually alive. It may be that if genuine enlightenment would ever happen to you, as a visitation by that sacred immeasurability, you would definitely realize that we truly live in the land of the dead. Do not ever merely accept what i say or write. Find out for yourself. Please do not be like dead clay.