I can’t conceive of an afterlife and what it may or may not look like, or rather feel like. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It doesn’t make me an atheist. It doesn’t make me not an atheist. It doesn’t make me an agnostic. It doesn’t make me anything except perhaps lacking in imagination.

Perhaps.

What might forever feel like? Everything good about mortal life is really relativism. Good is weighed against bad so without bad there really is no good. I’ve witnessed people with relatively few unpleasantries in their lives… in their approximately 80 brief years, which is a dust speck on an eternal timeline, get incredibly bored and travel far out of their way seeking out… what are they looking for? Sensation? Feeling? Experience?

Meaning. They can’t seem to define meaning in their lives. No purpose, and in the absence of purpose there is unhappiness. So what then might an eternity in an unbalanced realm of pleasantry be like? I can’t wrap my head around it. And what in our mortal lives would prepare us for Utopia anyway?

So yes,, everything good in my life exists only relative to the bad. Something is missing in the idea of afterlife. In Heaven. In Utopia. In Eternity. What more diabolical end is there than boredom and how long might it take to reach boredom? Suffering with no relief perhaps but boredom with no relief runs a close second. It’s a frying pan and fire scenario.

I’m rightly confused. Don’t dangle a carrot in front of a rabbit that doesn’t know what a carrot is. It’s not a reward unless there is some suffering in the absence of the reward, and without the hope of attaining that reward then there is only emptiness.

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