I'm Going to Heaven

So I was thinking... you know how it's pretty common for people to dream about the last thing they think about before falling asleep - an ex, your family, a delicious meal. Sometimes I dream about driving my old car, sometimes I dream about arguing with my parents.

You know how sometimes you wake up in the morning, hit the snooze button, and then have dreams for what seems like hours? You wake up 6 minutes later having had an entire day's worth of experiences. If your mind can make 6 minutes feel like a day, I wonder what it can do in a few hours. They say when you die your brain activity persists for up to 5 or 6 hours before everything shuts down... 6 hours can mean years of dreams.

What if you think about burning in hell right before you die? I'd be willing to bet that chances are, you'll go straight to hell. And what if you think about reuniting with long gone relatives? I bet you'll see them when you die. That whole tunnel thing - that's just because the last fleeting thought in your mind was to open your eyes to see what's going on around you - in other words, to allow more light to shine on your retina. The presence of light leads you to remember something everyone always said you'd see: the light at the end of a tunnel. Had it not been for this repeated conditioning on the part of society, you would never see a tunnel. Perhaps you'd see a fire, or a sunrise. Something that shows light evolving and growing stronger, but definitely not a tunnel. Tunnels didn't even exsist thousands of years ago - yet people still died. I doubt they had these images of then non-existent tunnels running through their heads at the critical moment of departure.

What if someone whispers things into your ear at the climacteric moment of your expiration? What if a person instills evil thoughts in your head - thoughts of sadness, despair, heartbreak... then what will happen when you die?

I've come to the conclusion that when I'm on my deathbed I want everyone to smile, and people to laugh. I'll play episodes of Seinfeld nonstop and listen to music that brings back happy memories. That way I can be sure when I die I'll go to heaven.