Yes but
Sex in dreams heavily relies on what you know and are exposed to I suppose, like porn or something your classmate told you. You also know the basic foundation of it- penis in vagina or ass, so you can often imagine that up just from that. While with death, we have literally no idea what is past the coffin, and we've never experienced it to tell
i switch sometimes (i don't die often in dreams :/) to the perspective of another person inside the dream (like i would switching bodys with my consciousness), end in a black void or have a "noclip" perspective like if you die in a first person shooter where you then can fly around without limits (and without a body).. i can then fly through walls etc. like in a computer game. it's a little like i'm still there, just not "alife" anymore. dream characters don't see me then anymore, but i still see the dream and the "storyline" of the dream. a few times i had a 360° view, it's sometimes really a mindf*ck :D
Yo I've dreamt being dead too, would be creepy/awesome if we both dreamt the same about how it's like to die/be dead.
I was floating and a peace of mind came over me, I wasn't sad that I died and all my fears and worries vanished because I felt so wonderfully light and free. The only thing that did indeed touch me and make me sad was that my mother had also died (it was a nuclear detonation). I could feel her 'soul' through some sort of widened consciousness' in the other room.
Sex in dreams heavily relies on what you know and are exposed to I suppose, like porn or something your classmate told you. You also know the basic foundation of it- penis in vagina or ass, so you can often imagine that up just from that. While with death, we have literally no idea what is past the coffin, and we've never experienced it to tell
I'm pretty sure I have not bathed in warm blood irl
Said to be very good for skin
My face is still in one piece
I was floating and a peace of mind came over me, I wasn't sad that I died and all my fears and worries vanished because I felt so wonderfully light and free. The only thing that did indeed touch me and make me sad was that my mother had also died (it was a nuclear detonation). I could feel her 'soul' through some sort of widened consciousness' in the other room.