12 April 2014 pukul 1:38
If you spent a lovely day at the beach, and then returned the following weekend knowing, that it had one fewer grain of sand, would it seem like a different beach ? So, too, would the universe continue in its ways if humanity weren’t here to witness it.
The universe is absolutely massive and we are virtually insignificant in it, I’ve seen no evidence, the rest of the universe cares we exist or is even capable of caring, but I don’t really need validiation from the rest of the universe to find my own life important ?
WHY WERE YOU, AND WHY WAS I, WILLING TO SACRIFICE MY HUMANITY, SACRIFICE THE SUM OF TOTAL OF HUMAN EXPERIENCE AND INTERACTION, THE SUM TOTAL OF HUMAN KNOWLEDGE, ON THE ALTAR OF A DREAM ?
I think fragile, fearful, humans were terrified of death , and so they wrote their own ending to the story. This happy fantasy, a place where they will be reunited with people they have lost. They will experience constat joy, and of course they will never, ever die.
To me, living for the afterlife, thoughtlessly following a set of “what to do or what not to do” rules which you cannot question, that’s basically devaluing life in favor of worshipping death and apart from the lack of evidence of a heaven or hell, there is another problem that the concept of an afterlife has. It is to diminish the value that we place on our lives in the here and now. Its doesnt matter what an evil, selfish, sadistic, bigoted, victimizer you were in life. All sins can be forgiven IF YOU BUT BELIEVE.
I DO NOT FEAR BEING DEAD, BUT THE CONCEPT OF THE ALTERNATIVES OFFERED BY THE RELIGIOUS DO TROUBLE ME.. WE ALL GONNA APPEAR TO BE ONE’S CONSTANT, AND IT WILL LAST FOR ETERNITY, IMAGINE THAT, IMAGINE…!!! ETERNITY.. WILL MAKE POINTLESS OUR EXISTENCE.
THE FIRST 100 YEARS MAY BE PASSABLE, THE FIRST 1.000 YEARS MORE PAINFUL, THE FIRST 10.000 INSUFFERABLE, BUT THIS IS JUST START…
1.0000000000000000000000 (YOU CAN KEEP COUNT ON THAT, WHILE IM TRYIN TO SLEEP TONIGHT)
AN ETERNITY IN HEAVEN WOULD BE HELL FOR ME..!!!
I NOT AFRAID OF BEING DEAD, AFTER WE DIE, WE WILL NOT KNOW THE TRUTH AT THE POINT. WE WILL NOT KNOW, WISH, THINK, REMEMBER, DREAM ANYTHING.
When we look at what a human being is, what their identitiy is, that I am this collection of my memories, my hopes, my dreams , my desires, my consciousness exists as a product of the brain that is in this body. That ends at death.
I don’t find this sad or tragic, either, I don’t really welcome death, but I don’t live in fear of the end, and I’ve come to see it as just another part of the natural world. And to borrow from mark twain : “I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvencience from it.
Just because there is no grand scheme, that it plays into, it doesn’t mean that there is not something beautiful about whats going on here.
Ironically enough, the only part of me that’s for all intents and purposes immortal is my material body, because after I die, and after our sun dies, and after the planetary nebulae it leaves behind fades away, every atom of me will be recycled into the universe, ultimately becoming part of other planets and stars. We are all originally stardust, literally, and we will be stardust again and forever, and that’s how I see myself, as a part of something bigger.
THERES TOO MUCH TO LEARN, THERES TOO MUCH TO SEEM, THERES TOO MUCH TO KNOW, THERES TOO MUCH TO EXPERIENCE… IM NOT JUST GOING TO EXIST, BUT IM GOING TO LIVE..!!! FOR THE BEAUTY THAT CANNOT BE SEEN, FOR THE HONOR OF THOSE WHOSE SHOULDERS WE STAND ON, FOR THE HOPE OF THOSE WE ASPIRE TO BECOME. AND FOR THE INSPIRATION OF THOSE WHO WILL SURPASS OUR ACHIEVEMENTS.
LIFE IS A PREVIOUS, BRIEF, FRAGILE, AMAZING THING. AND INSTEAD OF BEING SO FIXATED ON LIVING AFTER DEATH, I WANT TO TRULY LIVE BEFORE IT AND BE THANKFUL THAT AGAINST INCREDIBLE ODDS, I WAS ABLE TO WITNESS THIS PARTICULAR APART OF THE UNIVERSE WITH MY OWN EYES, FIRSTHAND.
HAPPINESS IS THE ONLY GOOD, THE TIME TO BE HAPPY IS NOW, THE PLACE TO BE HAPPY IS HERE, THE WAY TO BE HAPPY IS TO MAKE OTHERS SO.
I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking. The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides – CARL SAGAN –