Dying/Afterlife

Date: 11/11/2017

I was with my best friend cassidy and we were trying to decide if we should have ourselves killed by some professional killer person in order to experience the afterlife. It was a huge decision obviously and we kept changing our minds over and over. We were at the killer’s house, and they kept talking to us and telling us that we should do it. I guess we felt pressured to, and finally we said yes. I don’t remember how we were killed but I saw myself getting into my bed and praying to god and saying I was sorry for not believing in him and then I died. I watched us being buried, and then I awoke in the coffin and crawled out of the grave. I went to my house and continued a normal life until I realized that maybe that was the afterlife. It felt like I was in a dream (which I was, but it felt like a dream within a dream), and I told my friends that I was with that it felt that way. I told them I remember dying and it was impossible for me to have just waken up from it. In a way I guess that counts as a lucid dream? Because I said out loud that we were in a dream?? But I actually just meant that dying equated an eternal dream, so I suppose that’s different. It was an interesting concept and even stranger to have dreamt about so vividly.