It's always the good times girl that really last [the lonely looney one inside of us all]

Years ago I watched a documentary about Daniel Johnston with Jessica.  It ranked way up there with some of the best films I've ever seen, it was rad, and not just for a music documentary.  One part I never forgot was a family member talking about his mental illness and strange will for tragedy, how his heart was broken but it was almost as if he basked in it, how the only woman he ever loved left him for somebody else and how that person was an undertaker as a profession.  This person said that D seemed to love that fact somehow, that the man who took his love away from him was an UNDERTAKER.

Devil

Moving on, this is important--  I'm making something, well, writing something rather.  And I need some input on a certain subject. 

What happens when/after we die? 

Please answer this however you see fit, specific ideas and beliefs are preferred over vague notions, please interpret this until you can't recognize it anymore, I want to know the answer to this question. 

Godspeed, guys.  Let's try and make it through one more day together.