Thoughts About the Universe

May 4, 2016, 01:09 AM

Why am I not crippled by the fear that I won't make it into Heaven? I genuinely wish that that would be my biggest concern. If you're like me, you should be able to see where I'm coming from. Because I believe in science and I'm not at all religious, let alone conservative. Thus, there has to be something more to life than just being born, doing things and dying, which, to me, means completely abolishing until the end of time. This thought has always left me wanting more. More of what life has to offer. And not only here, but also in the so called "afterlife" -if there is such a concept- but I just can't bring myself to believe that my soul will live on and once I get the chance to lead some kind of life on earth, any, I will be somewhere, that I will not vanish per se. It's not easy to admit what I've admitted. Though I sometimes struggle. I struggle because I wish there really was something more. Something that would keep me conscious. And maybe there actually is. These are merely reflections of distinct cultures and to put it shortly, possibilities. I do believe in parallel universes. I can't know what is real though. But what is even real? Nothing. Is this life real? Why? How? Who said so? What on earth makes you believe that this whole experience is real? What is tangible? I mean, what is life? Mostly, people need something to hold onto and essentially, some sort of goal. That's why anyone on the street has a high chance of telling you that they do believe and understand that they will either be punished or rewarded after death. But is that really what they believe? Or is that what makes them keep going? Most of them probably aren't even aware that they need to feed their subconscious with these made up "facts" but some of them just know and still "believe" it because that gives them something to hold onto. I, myself, am a fighter. I would never be like that. Is this good or bad? You decide. Because even those two concepts were made up by human brains and are relative, unfortunately. (FYI: This, also, depends on your perspective. See? You are the only one who could classify something as either good or bad, depending on your views and such. Of course there are common courtesy rules and all that jazz but none of them are universal, not even one is, completely. Relativity. But anyway, I guess we aren't supposed to find out life's secrets. We could only try.)

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