If you are buried, you decompose, if ya are cremated, you become ashes.

You go wherever your family lays you to rest!

I live about 2 miles from the city morgues, cemeteries and crematorium. So im guessing not far...

"It wasn't designed to.
All you are doing is twisting my words.

And I do not dictate what nonChristiand believe or do. "

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BigD9832, your answer is small.

Superman, our quote does not answer the question for many people. Even if one accepted that what is written in Scripture is true the above quote refers to those who believe.What happens to those who do not believe in Jesus ?

You did not, sir, even ATTEMPT to answer the question. You believe X, Y, and Z, and you keep trying to tell us that it's some kind of "truth". Well, there is no reason to think so, and your boring sermons mean NOTHING to a non believer.

If you have nothing to say other than make up boring sermons ON A DATING SITE of all places, you should LEARN how to behave.

Preaching endlessly and mindlessly is not behaving well at all.. and you are no help to people who have lost someone.

Atheist or no, we all die.. we all have to face death, the death of our loved ones, and our own, inevitable death. Dont fear it.. live life to the fullest.

This is the lesson of death. Life is short do what you love.

The dog im holding in the picture is in an urn now.. but the memory of a very loving and good dog lives on in many people's hearts. I just lost a dear dear friend to cancer not too long ago. I miss hi a lot. This is painful. Life contains pain.. some people try to cope by endlessly quoting the Bible. Some people go out and play.

Guess what I promote?

The kid is asking us for things that can help.. things that are REAL.. not your fantasy. Keep your "resurrection" to yourself.

Its nonsense on a stick

~Me

I believe everyone has the right to believe what they want.
I don't live in fear of my own mortality.
I don't need a fantasy to make me feel better about it.
I choose to live in the reality before me.

The reality is, when someone I care about dies, they are gone and they are not coming back.
I accept the reality of that.
I choose to remember them alive and appreciate how they contributed their existence to me.

Not a quote but paraphrasing Lance Henriksen's monolog in the movie No Escape (1994):

"The person that was is no longer with us.
In us, he will continue to exist until all the deeds and ways he has touched us is gone forever. Only when all of the fruits of his existence is gone from memory will he be truly dead."

We can choose to think of someone we love as existing in a far off realm or we can celebrate how they touched our lives by embracing our memory of them when they were with us.

Kinda harsh, eh?

You say you have your dog in an urn?
Why?
To me, that's nonsense.

I don't visit graves. I don't keep ashes of remains.
I keep memories.
They're my memories.
Unique to me.

When I think of my Dad or mom or anyone else that has died, I remember them alive in my memory.
As long as I have memory of them, they are alive in my head.
When I pass one of my mother's recipes to my kids, the fruits of her existence is continued.
Then I teach a value my dad taught me to someone, his value becomes theirs.

In 200 years, someone will take out the old recipe book and make "Grandma's Chicken & Dumplings". My mother's influence will still be in reality, not lost to some fantasy world.

When she died, she was cremated.
The crematorium offered to give me her ashes but I asked why?
Why would I want the ashes of my mother?
It makes no sense to how I think.
My mother is alive and well in my memory right now.
Her chicken & dumplings still fill my belly.
She's dead and gone and NEVER coming back but that doesn't mean she is forgotten.

I figured you for an objective thinker, I guess I was mistaken...Be well citizen...

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