Well ofcourse. We all know this. But do we really THINK about it much? That one second there will be a you. And the next second there will not be a you? That's the premise at least, until we actually undergo this bungie cord jump into totally opaque unknownness. Let's think about what death means for a moment.. Death is the core of paradoxicality. It is the state of being in no state at all. It is Heidegger's "possibility of the impossibility of Being There (Dasein)". Existentially it makes itself present as the possibility of not being at all that at every point is the most certain thing that will occur but also the least certain thing to occur as to when or how. We live in the face of this "fatedness to not be" every day. Death crosses our minds probably more than any other topic thruout our day. The wreck on I5. The condition of a sick relative or friend. Our insurance policies, our medical care, our entertainment from movies and books, our plans for our future, our memories of our relatives, our recreation, our nightmares, and our spirtuality. Whatever else the AFTERdeath may be, death itself is simply the angst-generating presence of our total and eternal absence from the universe. How is such a thing even conceivable? It isn't. It is the most transcendental fact about us--that we will all die, that we all die alone, and that we know this with a certainty that cannot be denied.