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First
of all, do you really believe stories saying that God created universe? If
so, let me explain you my point of view. We are not humans having spiritual
experiences, we're spirits having human experience. That means that, what's
at base of life is our spirit. We each created our own world. The world we
are living in right now. Maybe I created every single person on heart or maybe
God really did. Maybe right now I am dreaming. And when I go sleep and I think
I'm dreaming I'm totally wrong. Because when I dream I return to the real
world, the world where every spirits are living. This explains why we can't
see us in our dreams. It's because we're nothing but invisible spirits. We're
not composed of any material. What we see is the reflection ok what the person
is inside. To resume, life is a "game" we created our selves. The
two only questions remaining are, what is there after life and where do our
spirits come from.
Do you know peoples that are scared by death? I do but
it's not exactly my case. I'm much more scared by what's coming after life.
First of all, if God really pardon every one, why would Hell exist? What I
think is, if there really is a Paradise, then there is no Hell. Some people
are wondering Paradise is the most beautiful place ever created but they're
totally wrong. Imagine staying somewhere forever. Do you really want to stay
in Paradise for 9999999999999999999999 years and much, much, much more? Can
you only imagine something without end? If so you're extremely good. My opinion
is, after we die we do go in Paradise BUT not for an eternity. We just stay
up there until we've accomplished every single thing we wished to do in our
life. When all our dreams and all our projects did come true, we really die,
our spirit just disappear. We become nothing, we don't even remember we've
existed…
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