Does anybody besides me ever think about people who have died

How would it "make a difference"?

I guess in a way I’m thinking if a person were to come back to life suddenly, They would see all the changes that have happened in society as a whole and among the people they knew when they were living.

I don’t think they come back of course. I don’t believe there is any after life either.

Thinking about those who've passed is inevitable, when they've touched you in some way.

When I do, I usually think about the incompleteness of the memory: the things were left unsaid, the good times we could've shared but never got around to.

But then, that's life.

we are the only animal that understands we are terminal - we have an expiration date
we are all living under a death sentence but never know the date it will be imposed
sometimes I am amazed at how well we all cope under the circumstances

...they dont know they are going to die...that seems to make many people feel better about saying good bye..but its never easier.

it's very effective for cutting down on your expenses.

People who have passed on and no one who ever knew them personally is left to remember them...

I just unpacked a box of photos from my mother (who passed away shortly after the 2000 election, so I'm just a tad late with this). I found a small photo of my mom's first cousin, Jack Edward Davis, who was killed in Normandy a few days after surviving D-Day.
I was named after this cousin who died before I was born. Looking at the photo of this very cute young GI, all I could think of was that no one who loved him is left to remember. He was close to my mom's older sister, who died two years ago at the age of 95. She was the last of the cousins of his generation.

They can't imagine just dying and your essence just ends. There is no reunion with those they've loved and passed on before them. It's just "The End". Your eyes shut and your brain and heart turn off.

It's somewhat easier to approach your end time believing there is an afterlife. An afterlife where you will be reunited with your loved ones, there will be no pain and suffering just eternal peace and happiness.

That is of course if you've been a good person. Otherwise the afterlife isn't so pleasant.

..guy reliving his Italian grand parents wedding when they deliver his box of family photos. I also found my uncles photo and the telegram my grand mother got informing her he had been KIA.

I've put on over 82,000 obituaries for the people in the cemeteries now, with 4 wonderful women who type them up and search for some for me.

I had everyone i cared about with me.
Now almost 20 years later ive lost many of them
Jest recently my mom.
I think of all of them often
Especially my parents.

At least not as we think we know it.

If time is everywhere immediate.................

I say, keep thinking. You are experiencing the universe.

I do the math and it often blows me away to realise how old they'd be if they were still alive today.

I then wonder what they'd make of the world today, and I imagine them dealing with e.g. smartphones, online banking, etc, etc, and I can then just about see their panic if they were to be suddenly brought back to life to deal with those things. The world of today would be nearly incomprehensible, I suspect; I think the last 20 years brought on more rapid change than any previous period of 20 years.

Of course they'd be blown away by my 65" HDTV and HD movies, and the instant communication with people anywhere on earth. There is that. I bet they couldn't wait to take a ride in the flying car they'd certainly expect me to have.

..i dont keep track of their death dates..only their birth dates. The death date is insignificant because when a loved one dies, they stand still in your heart.

because all she can focus on is the fact that every single person on screen is dead now.

She was such a big part of my life - and someone I could discuss anything with. She's been gone since 1998, but it still seems like yesterday and I still miss her.

It also ends robocalls.

Mostly I think of my mom, youngest sister, a favorite cousin who tried but never really left Vietnam (Third Division Fourth Regiment, Con Thien), and also too many of my friends who died way to young.

They occasionally pop up in my dreams, and due to my own mostly non-service related sleep fucking PTSD I often realize they are dead, but I allow my “dream” self to go with it.

Sometimes it’s melancholy, often it’s therapeutic in so far as I get to spend time with them again.

For example, will there be people around when the universe enters the Degenerate Era? And what would it mean to be human during the Dark Era? Supposing we retain our 'humanity' as we evolve.

If you think in terms of the universe eventually dying, you realize there is no point at all in life. Eventually, we will all end up as individual molecules dispersed over billions of light years across an infinite universe depleted of all energy, completely inert.

Doesn't that cheer you up a little?

My molecules are eager for the universeal heat death, but my cynical thought energy knows that just as I accept the end of all things, the stupid unknowable dark energy/quantum what the fuck will erupt, and I’ll have to re-experience life as a parent of a dumbass pre-pre Goth son..

I seriously weep for my non death..

in the universe, circling a white dwarf star just to get enough radiant energy to grow your single tomato plant, just so you can survive one more week? I think it would be a hoot! Why, this is me thinking about it:

Just saying