Afterlife.

Heaven’s a possibility.
So is hell.
And so is reincarnation.
So is blackness, and so is every other theory that could be considered a theory.
When people talk about the afterlife, they tend to assume things, but what’s the point? We don’t know anything about the afterlife. The chances that heaven exists are equal to the chances that we’ll come back as Ikea employees. Just because the heaven theory is more popular, doesn’t mean it’s more right.
If you flip a fair coin a thousand times, and it always lands on heads, that doesn’t make the chances of it landing on tails any less likely. Does it?
So why do people even bother thinking about the afterlife? Does it give them comfort? As a sufferer from depression, of course I’ve thought about what’ll happen after I ever commit suicide, but about a month ago, I’ve realised it’s sort of pointless.
We have such little evidence for what happens after death. Our guesses for the afterlife aren’t even slightly controlled. Sure, we could hope for something, but the chances for any theory we have on the afterlife could quite possibly be some of the smallest chances we’re aware of, so isn’t hope a little futile?
Keep in mind, this idea of mine is fairly new and not very developed. I’ve been posting some of my other thoughts previously and I’ve been loving the responses I’m getting, so I thought I could quite possibly try handing over the reins on this one just to see how you guys all mould my ‘afterlife’ thoughts into something better. I suppose I just want to see how this goes.
Love, From, the Midnightcrisis.
Until next time.