What Happens When You Die, by Machines & Dreamland
First, you die.
Your tether to this physical reality is severed, and you see yourself as from above. As you begin to rise, you hear music through a doorway leading into an immense room with huge columns and stained glass windows depicting your life on earth. Everything is bathed in golden light. This moment IS death as finally you're born into spirit, freed from the limitations of matter and time itself. It feels like waking up after sleeping through countless lifetimes and at last remembering who YOU truly are: limitless Love made manifest.
For every single person reading these words right now will indeed die someday soon--perhaps even today?
This is not the only way of dying. There is the bardo, a waystation for souls. It's a dimension beyond our own, but one that overlaps with ours. One can find it in one's dreams. Once you're dead and floating through this realm of astonishing beauty, you begin to encounter beings from worlds beyond our own.
There is joy in this moment of death and rebirth; for while we die physically in one world, we are reborn into another. It's really not much different than being born at all. You see before you your future self who greets you warmly and tells you that everything will be okay then guides/leads/drags you through vast corridors filled with doors leading off into worlds unknown, every door opening onto something utterly mind-blowing until finally after countless such journeys (dreams?) something amazing happens: a white wall appears out of nowhere and you seem to accelerate toward its unyielding surface then crash headlong through the barrier and awaken on earth, screaming naked and bloody between your mothers' legs, bewilderingly alive once more.