Originally Posted by
EvilBiker
It's pretty pointless wishing for an "I told you so" moment when either all the people you want to tell that to are dead, or you yourself are dead.
Oh, in the afterlife? Looking down on all the skeptics suffering in eternal damnation because they wouldn't believe you and were nasty to you?
Nah. You'd need an afterlife, some sort of heaven and hell setup, and the ability to think impure thoughts when part of the eternal cosmos strumming a harp and stuff.
I'll stick with pointless.
And that just gets us into a whole new bucket of WTF? Will I be reunited with my hex-wife? I would rather chew razor blades. That would be worse than hell. There is a reason that we divorced. Well, many reasons. Being stuck with that loon would be a fate worse than death. And an eternity of singing "Hallelulah" to a total cockwomble of a god? No thanks.
This then leads believers to make wild claims about what "heaven" is really like on the basis of **** all and they always fail miserably.
Now, I have the advantage of having had the experience of the OOBE experience on the slab, complete with the traditional "light at the end of the tunnel" crapfest, so I know for a fact that the whole edifice of that nonsense is built out of bricks of BS.
If anything, it confirmed my atheism.
ETA: Apparently, I survived.