What would your afterlife look like?

I love the beauty of the afterlife in What Dreams May Come, but I don’t really dwell on it.
I have faith.

I don’t know if it exists or not but if it does here’s hoping it’s more than anything I, or anyone else, can imagine.

Unlike many critics, I did enjoy the funky DayGlo world of the InBetween in The Lovely Bones. Probably because most of my lucid dreams are visually similar. I would want my afterlife to be something like that.

If I get to paint my own afterlife it will look much like a cross between Cedar Point Amusment Park and a S. Dali painting. Salma Hayek will be there playing the part of Frida and the boundry fence will border the grand canyon which will be filled with clear, still, water that is warm to the touch. Palm trees will line paths made of crystal stones that light up in the evening.My home will be a treehouse that is connected my footbridges across a forest that smells of sandlewood, cedar and lavender. You can fly if you like or just close your eyes and appear elsewhere. Birds will talk and animals will high five you as you walk by. Hendrix, Elvis and others preform nightly on the beach. Cheetos, grapes and dolmas grow wild and always taste good.

I don’t really believe in the afterlife, but I like the idea of reliving the best experiences of your life.

My afterlife would likely be a mix of Van Gogh and some pleasurable synesthesia.
I’d like to feel the sunset for once.

I expect it would be quite blank. My electrical energy will dissipate and I’ll drift into nothingness.

I don’t believe in any kind of religious afterlife.

I think if we ever do get to an afterlife, it’s going to be one we actually do create for ourselves—a virtual world, like a less scary “Matrix” that offers us more freedom and control. I think it may one day be possible to transfer our consciousnesses into such a world of our own creation.

So in that context, I wouldn’t want to live in my own world. I’d like to have a “domain” I could design and hang out in, like a “house” or “apartment” in the real world. But I want to be able to access other people’s afterlives, or their virtual worlds. And I’d also still like to look at and experience the “real world” if I wanted to.

I kind of see death as the ultimate relaxation. No worry, no pain, not too hot, not too cold. You don’t get the other extremes like joy either, but you really wouldn’t be in a position to worry about it.

If I was allowed to create my own afterlife, I’d probably set to work making my own universe. Although, playing around as a ghost in this one could be fun too.

I would finally be able to get truly comfortable in a chair and in my bed.

I’d require access to the top 50 science blogs.