I was raised Christian, turned agnostic when I was a teenager, and turned atheist a couple years back. I really want to leave this place, but, in the words of William Shakespeare, “to sleep, perchance to dream, ay, there’s the rub”. I think one of the main reasons I haven’t already snuffed it is because I’m worried about what might come next.
I used to believe what everyone else seems to believe, that there will be a white light, a tunnel, a kind voice beckoning, dead relatives, and a world designed as either reward or punishment for all the stuff you did here. But I don’t […]