I won't have to worry anymore.

Yes, there's a distinct possibility of no afterlife. When I die, that's it. Fini. Kaput. Nothing. My life emerged from nothing. And it'll go back. To absolute nothingness. Of course, I don't want life to be that bleak. I prefer an everlasting life. In one form or another. Perhaps as spirit. But I may have no choice in the matter. And it's simply what it is. My protests to no avail. That's discouraging. If not downright depressing. That is, if I think about it that way. But upon further reflection, maybe nothingness is a good thing. I won't have to think, or even worry about life and death anymore. --Jim Broede