I would dearly love to believe that there is something other than oblivion waiting. However I know that my yearning for this doesn’t make it true, and that yearning is probably the source of the fairy tales everyone tells about this.
If I had proof that the afterlife existed and I faced either eternal joy or eternal suffering based on some dogma I had to obey…? Fuck that’s oppressive. Makes me feel like some cosmic kid’s action figure. What does my choice matter with that kind of coercion? Maybe oblivion isn’t so bad after all.
Sadly, I would assume oblivion was no longer a choice at that point, but yeah, given the choice, reincarnation or oblivion for me, or I’mma at least ask them to let me see what hell’s like before deciding.
Frankly I find heaven the greater mystery. I can imagine many forms of eternal suffering. But perfect bliss? That’s really not in our nature. I’m not sure there is any version of that where I would be “me” anymore.
I would dearly love to believe that there is something other than oblivion waiting. However I know that my yearning for this doesn’t make it true, and that yearning is probably the source of the fairy tales everyone tells about this.
If I had proof that the afterlife existed and I faced either eternal joy or eternal suffering based on some dogma I had to obey…? Fuck that’s oppressive. Makes me feel like some cosmic kid’s action figure. What does my choice matter with that kind of coercion? Maybe oblivion isn’t so bad after all.
Sadly, I would assume oblivion was no longer a choice at that point, but yeah, given the choice, reincarnation or oblivion for me, or I’mma at least ask them to let me see what hell’s like before deciding.
Frankly I find heaven the greater mystery. I can imagine many forms of eternal suffering. But perfect bliss? That’s really not in our nature. I’m not sure there is any version of that where I would be “me” anymore.
Maybe it’s just hell or oblivion.
Heaven is spending eternity singing “glory, glory” to a narcissist. So it’s just a form of hell.