There is a common idiom: You die twice, the first time with when you pass from this mortal plain, the second after the last person says your name, thinks of you, etc.

What is this middle plain, and who occupies it?

You could easily call this middle place purgatory, where you are stuck waiting for your final transcendence, if you believe in that sort of thing. It would be a space where you would see all of those you knew who had passed, as long as others who were alive still had a connection to the originating creation. When those who were keeping your spirit alive no longer think of you you'd be sent of via the second death. It would be a wonderful place to see those you miss, but with just as much meaning, since at any point that person could die and move on to the final plain.

Beyond the thought of it being some sort of purgatory, there is another thought that comes to mind. This middle plain would house some very interesting people who would perpetually be stuck with no escape. You would meet the likes of Lincoln, Caligula, Imhotep, Judas, Jesus, Attila, Washington, Hitler, Stalin, Caesar, Brutus, etc. There would be some serious implications that come from being immortal knowing you were one step away from enlightenment. Those who were famous for whatever reason would probably go crazy. Living for centuries watching all of those you knew die off while your stuck because the collective consciousness can't let go of you. Or there would be cases where you'd be stuck with the person who perpetrated your demise. Such as Brutus and Caesar. There there are the people you'd want to avoid but can't escape from, like Hitler. But in the case of someone like Hitler you would have an interesting dynamic. Inevitably, he would have a group of morons worshiping him and his idiologies, but that would pale in comparison to the many who would wish him harm for what he did and represents. Since he will be talked about for centuries, he would never get a reprieve from those who hate him. On the other side of that coin, Lincoln would also be alive forever. He'd be held under the flag of praise, but at some point it would lose its meaning and importance.

If you had a belief in this way of thinking would you change your life in any way?