At the end of 'Afterlife' - hmm, how do I do this without spoilers - Skye took a very strange journey that crossed the boundary between life and death. And now, for her, that boundary is permanently blurred.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
I will not leave a corner of my consciousness covered up, but saturate myself with the strange and extraordinary new conditions of this life, and it will all refine itself into poetry later on.
Death has its revelations: the great sorrows which open the heart open the mind as well; light comes to us with our grief. As for me, I have faith; I believe in a future life. How could I do otherwise? My daughter was a soul; I saw this soul. I touched it, so to speak.
It's better to think of life as a proper journey with a beginning and an end. Maybe, I can settle for being immortalised on screen.
At the end, the realization is that she had to get to a place in her life where she could drop her guard and make peace with the fact that whether she had a small amount of time, that she had to kind of live it completely through, instead of living by the rules.
I don't know what happens to you after you die. I'm not banking on there being, like, a heaven.
Death may simply be an alteration in consciousness, a transition for continued life in a nonmaterial form.
I don't believe there's an afterlife - but I don't believe there's an end to life. Consciousness goes beyond the bounds of your body.
In every parting there is an image of death.
We pass now quickly from each other's sight; but I know full well that where beyond these passing scenes you shall be, there will be Heaven.