I don’t believe in heaven but i do believe in having a good time. when i’ve conversed with friends about what lies beyond the veil, i have been asked if i worry for my eternal soul. Should it not, as some followers of various RELIGIONs believe, end up in a god(s) blessed place, am i not worried? at the very least, am i not fearful of that great unknown that awaits us if there is no eternity with _________?

I have many thoughts on what happens after we die, and they are very fun to discuss and reflect upon, but i have put my faith elsewhere: the BELIEF that we are not meant to know.

we are not meant to know everything. we are probably not meant to know most anything. we are meant to CONTEMPLATE, theorize, muse. and then we eat dinner with a friend, call mom and dad, dance as we brush our teeth, and fold laundry; and sometimes, then we fall in love, get the dream job, see the world, and always find the lucky penny.

i’d say most people agree with the notion that life is meant to be lived to the fullest. but, my ARGUMENT is, we are here to live life to the fullest. i make this DISTINCTION because the word meant implies that there is another way, that there EXISTS a pendulum one could swing and find themselves living in an afterlife that does not yet exist. a life that some are so sure of they would kill those who disagree and a life others are consumed by, their soul lost in a sea of fret and fear. they are forgetting the then. they are missing right now.

when life on earth blips out for the final time i am not sure what will come after. i do not know, and it does not plague me. all i know is everyday, it is all we have. faithless heathen? perhaps. but i like to think if there is a being who is responsible for us, they would be happy that i am having a good time.