This is not a popular belief. There are more religious people in the world than none religious people.
But to your point; there exists no evidence that there is something after death, certainly not in the wishful thinking way people do. Ergo, there is nothing after death.
I have never, in my 48 years, had anyone I’ve known in real life try to assert their beliefs on me. Perhaps I’m just lucky. My own mother is a Christian, whereas my father is agnostic. Neither have tried to tell me what is or isn’t. They tell me what they believe, which is fine. It’s only a certain type of atheist, of which I’ve met several, who feels compelled to loudly and confidently tell me about the nature of existence with absolute certainty.
To believe that we die, that’s it and there’s nothing more to it is perfectly reasonable. But to assert it as a fact implies that they have knowledge beyond others, which I find difficult not to interpret as arrogance.
I’ve had everything and everyone try to assert their beliefs. If nobody has ever approached you about anything then you’ve been very lucky indeed.
Anything from Jehova’s Witnesses and their dumb little pamphlets, Muslims blaring prayers across the street while displaying billboards on intelligent design, to scientologists starting the most disingenuous arguments.
These are fairly normal occurrences in cities. Perhaps not so much in the countryside, but even then I’ve had the Christian priest always casually bringing up joining Sunday mass.
This is not a popular belief. There are more religious people in the world than none religious people.
But to your point; there exists no evidence that there is something after death, certainly not in the wishful thinking way people do. Ergo, there is nothing after death.
I have never, in my 48 years, had anyone I’ve known in real life try to assert their beliefs on me. Perhaps I’m just lucky. My own mother is a Christian, whereas my father is agnostic. Neither have tried to tell me what is or isn’t. They tell me what they believe, which is fine. It’s only a certain type of atheist, of which I’ve met several, who feels compelled to loudly and confidently tell me about the nature of existence with absolute certainty.
To believe that we die, that’s it and there’s nothing more to it is perfectly reasonable. But to assert it as a fact implies that they have knowledge beyond others, which I find difficult not to interpret as arrogance.
I’ve had everything and everyone try to assert their beliefs. If nobody has ever approached you about anything then you’ve been very lucky indeed.
Anything from Jehova’s Witnesses and their dumb little pamphlets, Muslims blaring prayers across the street while displaying billboards on intelligent design, to scientologists starting the most disingenuous arguments.
These are fairly normal occurrences in cities. Perhaps not so much in the countryside, but even then I’ve had the Christian priest always casually bringing up joining Sunday mass.