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i basically agree wih swa(y) here. as a kid i believed in god and angels and heaven and all because my grandmother did, and it made sense. she died when i was seven, after her son and her husband had did, and i started by being mad about god letting such things happen. later i realised that religion is just a way of finding answers to qustions every hman has, and believing in god is a way of finding peace about why you're on earth and where you wil go after you die. i greatly admire people who can believe this, but i find myself incapable of it.
the human brain is a fantastic thing, but its capabilities are not endless. there are things that are just too much for our brain to handle, and we'll probably never find the answe with our brain alone. the thing is to find peace with knowing that, and focusing on what you do know: your time here is limited and we don't know what comes after, so it's best not to rely on the idea of having and afterlife or a second chance and just make this time the best time. try to make life as nice as possible for yourself and those around you.
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