I hope against all hope that there is nothing. That, to me, is heaven. You die and there's no more worry, no more concern, boredom, nothing. It's all over. You aren't being tortured by a sociopath god with a child's maturity. You don't come back for an endless cycle of crap here on earth. None of it.
I really don't understand why it bothers people so much to think that life is finite. You aren't going to be floating in blackness, bored out of your nonexistent skull. There will be no thought, no consciousness, nothing. That's bliss to me.
God, so atrocious in the Old Testament, so attractive in the New--the Jekyl and Hyde of sacred romance.
-Mark Twain
If people are good only because they fear punishment and hope for reward, then we are a sorry lot indeed.
-Albert Einstein