hopefuldreamer
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Heres my stance:
First of all, thankyou for sharing that story.
As what I'd call a 'newbie' atheist after living most of my life as an agnostic who just sort of 'went along' with societies assumption that God exists, I have found that one of the hardest knee jerk responses to shake off is the feelings of gratitude towards something out of this world when something wonderful happens.
The phrase 'Thank God' often pops into my head, or I find myself begging 'please' in a strange form of prayer to no one.
I mean, I know there is no harm in it, but it feels like a 'just in case someone IS listening' reaction, which stems from the last little bit of belief conditioning from my upbringing.
I believe in Miracles in the sense that sometimes, incredible things happen. Against all odds. And that when times seem at their worst, there is always still hope... Because you never know what could happen no matter what the chances.
But I don't see why those incredible moments are proof that God exists. As though anything that falls outside of the 'average expectation' bracket is thanks to God.
All you have to do is look at all the improbabilities that come together every day in nature, in science, to see that the rare and unexpected outcomes we call 'miracles' kind of happen ALL the time on levels we can't see. From the workings of our bodies to the infinite events of the universe.
It's wonderful, don't get me wrong.
But it doesn't show me God.
Because if there is no god, then surely there is no afterlife ergo when we die are consciousness ceases to exist. Now that is an extremely worrying thing for me. Its a simple concept but also simultaneously a hard one to imagine. No more thoughts, not more feelings, nothing. Eternal sleep. Every time I try and imagine that I start to feel a bit sick. Its akin to brain death which they say is a "fate worse than death." This idea of an eternal sleep is a fate worse than hell. I'd rather feeling everlasting pain than lose my consciousness and my ability to think, my ability to exist. It makes everything seem so petty and pointless.[/COLOR][/FONT]
I used to feel the same as you. That there was nothing more terrifying than no longer existing...
But embracing Atheism kind of got rid of that fear for me.
The more you start looking at everything in terms of science, the less importance you start to hold over your own consciousness. The universe is so much bigger than you or more. And we are just so lucky to have the little bit of life we have.
I am quite happy to have lived, to have seen all the beauty in the world, felt all it's wonderful emotions and experiences, leave a memory of who I am within family, friends etc, and then end. Just finish.
It feels right to me somehow.