I believe in it but I wish there wasn't one.
Once I die, I would hope that afterwards I'd just get to be dead. An afterlife sounds tiring, it sounds like more work and strife and no matter how many people tell me that I'll be prepared and that my physical and emotional limits in life will cease to be in death, I just feel nothing but uncertainty, discomfort and wariness when I think of an afterlife.
If there is one, I can't shake the feeling that the understanding we have of it is probably rudimentary, simplified and inadequate. It's probably beyond human comprehension and THAT, my friends, sounds tiring to a lazy soul like moi.
Is it normal that I believe that we never stop existing?
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I believe in it but I wish there wasn't one.
Once I die, I would hope that afterwards I'd just get to be dead. An afterlife sounds tiring, it sounds like more work and strife and no matter how many people tell me that I'll be prepared and that my physical and emotional limits in life will cease to be in death, I just feel nothing but uncertainty, discomfort and wariness when I think of an afterlife.
If there is one, I can't shake the feeling that the understanding we have of it is probably rudimentary, simplified and inadequate. It's probably beyond human comprehension and THAT, my friends, sounds tiring to a lazy soul like moi.