We say that we experience death, but who among us, who remain among us once a loved-one, or, in fact, anyone "dies?" Do they really experience death as an event as noteworthy as drssing in unfamiliar clothing, or eating entirely different substances? What does it feel like to our various senses? Do we see in a different spectrum of color, or is it just black and white? Since we who remain are alive, our experience is not death as we understand that term. I believe most Asian religions also believe in at least spiritual if not a physical bodily afterlife. In both cases, then, death is not a permanent condition. Only some atheists believe in the end of life at death; oblivion, but I know a number of atheists who do not believe life ends at death.
Abrahamic religions firmly believe in the physical, bodily resurrection, so death is only a temporary bodily separation.
Therefore, what is death, really, but a passage from one realm to another, like walking through a door to another room, or a place different than this world with which we have become familiar. Is walking through a doorway really a noteworthy, memorable "experience" like going to another country and culture, or is it not even that?
Thoughts?