So I was curious how do you handle this topic when a friend brings this up? A acquaintance of mine said this to me and we got into a discussion about it. She kept hammering on how "SAD IT IS! SOPHIE! SERIOUSLY! HOW FUCKING SAD!"
I simply replied, "How sad that you have a imaginary friend that you really think cares about you. When millions of children are starving to death. Seriously, how fucking sad."
So got so flustered. She almost imploded in on herself. It was glorious.
Indeed. In Heaven you're forced to praise God, worship him, sing his praises, and eternally love him. That sounds like utter torture. Your free will is obliterated, and your uniqueness and sense of self is lost and gone. In Hell, obviously, you're tortured for all eternity because you had a brain and used it to think critically and rejected the claim that there's a god, or you were born homosexual, or you ate too much cake and enjoyed it (gluttony), or you thought your next door neighbor's wife was hot, or something else equally silly.
I'd rather cease to exist and rot in the ground unknowingly than exist in either of those two fairytale lands of horror.
I saw something on Twitter the other day. I don't recall the exact wording. Something about how people can barely stand to spend an hour at church on a Sunday being thrilled to spend an eternity somewhere similar.
But, the pity party people throw is certainly frustrating. It is the same as when people tell me I'm an atheist because "something" happened to me and I just need top be straightened out. It is very insulting.
Be thankful that you have a life, and forsake your vain and presumptuous desire for a second one." — Richard Dawkins