Is there life after death?

 


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  1. Mclovin 3435March 15, 2022 at 11:44 PM

    Life after ? Life after death? I'm not really a fan of this concept of heaven, hell, afterlife, etc. I feel like if we're gone or dead and thats it. No more pain no more happiness just ABSOLUTE VOID OF NOTHING HAHAH. But to be honest I'd prefer that one not because I'm not fit in "Heaven" but i think it's not fair for some reasons. Cuz if we're going to think about it CRITICALLY there's a lot of people who committed mistake not because they want to but they need to. Pretty much no choice at all. Besides SOME religious people gate keeping the GATE TO HEAVEN and at some point it's also the reason why some of em are toxic.
    -mclovin34+35

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  2. AnonymousDecember 3, 2024 at 11:41 PM

    I don't know if there's a life after death.

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