What if death is a big trick, like Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny, and all the 'deceased' are just waiting for us to mature enough to be told.
I'm fairly certain they'd all be pretty pissed we put them in boxes and buried them underground then
"Surprise! We're not actually dead! And to think you believed it for all those years. Ah, you always were gullible."
"I was five!"
That would be a pretty shitty trip for people who lost their parents during their childhood.
I don't know if that would be relieving or scary. Like, Heck yeah my cat (Chairman Meow) would come back, but so would my mother's ass hole of a bird and I'm not about that.
...now drink this Kool-Aid.
O damn this is a good one
Ouch. My mind.
On the contrary. Whatever the destination, first 10 years either wonderful or agony, first 100 years starting to know your way around (you can't die, cos your already dead), first 1000 years, starting to get a bit tedious, first 1000000 years mindblowingly boring. After that, someone please give me a way I can just die properly and cease to exist, like switching off a light.