Where Do We Go When We Die – Part 1?

Dear Humanity,

Where do we go when we die? This question has baffled people throughout the ages and has attracted scammers to dupe the people with some nasty afterlife stories. Death has been called the Great Equaliser. This is because we all die – rich or poor, great or ordinary. Death is destiny. No one lives forever in physical reality, and by that I mean in this 3-Dimensional universe. Even Jesus did die: forget about the resurrection and the ascension – it’s all scribal embellishment and interpolation, if not sheer misconceiving of the subtleties of the biblical narrative.

The Anunnaki, the extraterrestrial creators of mankind, were not exempt from death either. Sumerian records do not even pretend to obfuscate the fact that they too did die. In relation to Earth, their lifespans were in hundreds-of thousands of years, but in terms of their own planet, Nibiru, their life expectancy was about 300 years, after which the foolproof Grim Reaper came calling.

In highly evolved societies spiritually, such as those of the Andromedan star system for instance, they practically live indefinitely but there comes a time when they too have to transition from this dimension to another. This transition is a death of sorts, where one passes on as a matter of routine, peacefully and without incident, complete with gleeful goodbyes, with full knowledge that his or her number is up. It is something akin to dying in one’s sleep but without trauma or displeasure of any kind. In their case, death is purely by appointment or rather by invitation: one simply wills it. There’s no deterioration in their physical or mental condition whatsoever.


Why do we die? Do we have to die? Except for those, perhaps, agonised by ailment, almost no one in our world looks forward to dying. The book of Revelation itself calls death “the last enemy which must be destroyed”. In some respects, death is an enemy yes because it is needless: it is a contrived phenomenon by the diabolical forces who artificially fashioned this universe for their own self serving ends, a subject I will dwell upon comprehensively in the forthcoming Earth Chronicles. In other aspects, death is hardly an enemy at all: it is a release from the woes and afflictions of this world.

When my grandmother Maria was in the throes of her death in 2012 at age 88, Christians thronged her home non stop and prayed that God “spares her” from death. My own private prayer was that God takes her. For God’s sake, she was in a vegetative state and for about five years prior, she had been delirious, senile, and kind of demented. She had literally gone gaga. I wanted God to free her from the dementia, spare her the shame, and unburden my sisters and nieces who were obliged to look after her round-the-clock. After all, as an octogenarian, she had lived a full life: she had gone well past the biblically allotted three-score-and-ten.

But the major reason I wanted granny to pass on was because I knew what death entailed. Granny was simply moving on. She was in fact going to a place infinitely better than the one she was leaving behind, having lived a generally virtuous life. The anguish was not hers: it was ours because she would be separated from us but not eternally as each one of us would reunite with her when our turn came. On her part, she would be forever with us in spirit and this time with a wholesome and rejuvenated body, and not the gnarled and shrivelled form, the shadow of herself, that she had become in the autumn of her life here on Earth. It was utterly needless to beseech God to root her in this world with all its ills and blights, its many trials and tribulations.

We die because at the level of our physical DNA, we were rigged to do so. But there is another, even more fundamental reason we do die. We don’t belong here. You see, we’re sojourners in this world. We did not originate in the world: we came over. The real us is not the body we see and feel. It is the spirit-soul. As spirit-souls, we came from Source. It is this Source that we call God. When we came into this world, we did not evolve. We devolved. We degenerated. In the process, we assumed a lower form, corporeality, to enable us experience this dense world. Eventually we got lost, becoming oblivious both to where we came from and were we where headed.

Since we came from somewhere, from Source, as kind of explorers, tourists, or adventurers, and lost our bearings along the way, we at long last have to return to Source to be illuminated once again so that we reacquaint with the purpose of our existence. Death is a release onto the journey back to Source. It ushers us into our first port of call on our voyage back to Source in furtherance of the process known as the migration of souls. Finding our way back to Source, as we shall demonstrate at a later stage, is not a matter of course. It is tricky. Death, however, presents us the first major opportunity to embark on that journey.


Why do we come into this world (via the process of procreation)? Are we delegated to do so like kind of plenipotentiaries or we do this of our own accord as independent moral agents ? Well, most, if not all of us, have come into this world not once but multiple times. But when we first came into the world, our very first experience of it, we did so voluntarily. We chose to venture in here. In this universe at least, existentialism is based on free will.

All souls are free moral agents. They choose to experience whatever they fancy and to face whatever consequences there are. Yes, there are bumps and bruises along the way, but it’s all part of the curriculum: it’s a learning process. Ultimately, there’s no punishment for transgressions committed. The repercussions are concurrent: we experience them as we go. There is no final judgement or any such day of reckoning before a karmic judge.

So forget about an infernal of fire and brimstone. It is simply not Godly. We all eventually arrive at the pearly gates: we all qualify. Finally, each one of us becomes a

God in his own right. Some become benevolent Gods. Others become rogue Gods, like Anu, the Father of Jehovah, who is the God of this universe.


Is death really a mystery? Religion scarcely makes us wiser on that score. It only provides vague glimpses, a nebulous and pixilated picture. The so called holy writs, such as the Bible, do not even superficially dwell on it. We are therefore left to make subjective, groping-in-the-dark inferences from parables like the Prodigal Son, which are invariably and often wilfully taken out of context by the men in the pulpits.

Yet in ancient times, in pre-biblical times, death was far from a mystery. It was very much an open book. In that day, people had great teachers on the subject, such as Thoth, or Ningishzidda, who travelled the whole world to enlighten mankind on spirituality and the circumstances of the metaphysical world. Thoth was particularly esteemed in the East, where the Himalayan Mountains are named after him. Buddhism and most Eastern religions are based on his teachings, which explains why Tibetans, for instance, are some of the most spiritually enlightened people on Earth and are experts on life after death.

Thoth (meaning great teacher) was the genius son of Enki, the great Anunnaki scientist who fashioned mankind. He had the brains, aptitudes, and grace of his father and was practically all knowing. Jesus too did teach precious much about the afterlife but the substance of what he taught, let alone what he did, is nowhere found in the Bible.

What did Thoth teach mankind concerning death? Watch out for more…


Benson C.S. and Boadu


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