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Amechanon, Vol. I / 2016-2018, ISSN: 2459-2846

The meaning of «life after death»

The third dimension that arose from the philosophical discussions was the perception that

the deceased individual is essentially not dead and that she lives even if it is not physically
and question of the life after death. One of the children said:

«The world is built from material things such as bodies, but there is also a soul and

also a spirit and these don’t die. Actually, it raises the question of what is a body. Is
a body just a physical entity or can it be something else, let’s say not-physical, of
what we all call a body? In other words, death has a number of dimensions. When I
– and I stress, I – decide that a person who isn’t with me is still with me – he’s

basically with me. I really want to touch him, to hug him, to feel him, to be with him.
One of the dimensions is our perception of a person who existed and is no more. If
this person is alive for us, that is, his presence is significant, the experiences with

him exist and continue to exist, his appearance lives, he has a kind of spiritual
freshness. The second dimension is the desire for contact. When I want contact
with someone who is not with me in material life and I talk with him, keep the ember
of dialogue burning that doesn’t go out, I essentially create him again each day and

in a way you can say that his body is alive. I basically am always perpetuating him.
That a person’s existence is more spiritual/emotional than physical comes out of
this».

Another participant asked the question: «According to that, when you die – he’ll also die».

The child: «That’s true. This chain will end at some point. But I assume that then I will be
the person who will remain here for my children who will surely perform the same process

when I die and have left this world».

Another participant: «I also think that the issue is essentially connected to our perception

and not to the body’s material existence».

The child:

«Correct. When my grandmother died and we buried her, I was very sad, but I soon
understood that she exists inside of me, in odors, flavors, pictures, in the things that
I write about her on the website, in her smile, in the things that I remember that

she said. Every time that I bring up another detail about her or something related
to her, she lives. I can uploaded hundreds of items that I have from her long life and

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