Nothing

“Blackness” still implies something. I think death is the absence of anything at all. Just like before you were born: there’s no consciousness, no awareness, no blackness. Simply nothing.

I agree with Kev¹: after death, in my opinion, we fade away, we no longer exist. I believe our minds are incapable of imagining it, a bit like we’re incapable of not thinking. There’s nothing, absolutely nothing.

When we die, all of those elements that make you you break down and are reabsorbed into the universe. And basic physics tells us that energy cannot be created or destroyed. So the energy that powered you is also recycled back into the cosmos.

So what happens after we die? Given enough time, the elements that formed my body and the energy that animated it will likely be used again to create new life. It won’t be me in any conscious sense, but some part of what once was me will exist in something else.

I did, however, enjoy and surprise his vision of a sort of reincarnation. It’s too spiritual for me, despite his intention not to be, but it’s fascinating and profound.