Death is the scariest thing there is. Not the actual process of dying, but what comes after it. I don't care how many bibles have been published or how many crosses people wear on their necks. No one knows what will happen. It's not possible. But if I don't believe in heaven or hell then what could possibly be waiting on the other side? Nothing? The idea that we will be eternally waiting, surrounded by nothing, forever, is the most horrific thought in my mind.
Today I read the statement "I believe in life after death" and I circled false.
Today I watched my dog die. he was injected with an overdose of anesthesia and even though his body went limp, his eyes were open. He is dead. I was overcome with grief to the point of being numb. For a while I felt nothing. I remember wanted to scream to him as he died what do you see?? Tell me!!! Where are you going?
But of course there was no answer. We only ever discover the truth after it's too late.
