MdR

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...for in that sleep of death what dreams may come...

What happens to us when we die? And by "us" I mean those who don`t believe in God.
This question has been haunting me for many years now. It's just that the thought of that
"other life" (the eternal life in "heaven") makes no sense to me. I guess it's because I
think of religion as the way mankind found to deal whith what they fear and what they
don`t understand, as the way of justifying their existence (let's face it, who would want
to find out that this whole business of living has no particular purpose?).
But don't misinterpret me, I'm no pesimist. I just believe that the reason I'm here is not
as important as what I do with this blink-of-an-eye time I get to live. After all, if it
were the case that such thing as "heaven" didn't exist, all I have left are the years I
existed.
So, what is it that I think happens when death rings our doorbell? We extinguish, we
stop being, we quit this form of existence and move on to something else. Yes, we move
on. The thing is that we are no longer ourselves but the energy that was stored in our
bodies —"Energy can neither be created nor destroyed, it can only be transformed from
one state to another"—, and as such we get to live forever, and in every thing...
 

But, of course, it's just the way I see it.