What a
ing idiotic exhortation! I never teased people with faith, never!
I respect too much the pain of living and dying on this world, for disrespecting people searching for a word of hope about the darkness beyond the end.
Sadly this hope is not for me, because, as he said in Italy a great jouranlist about his Atehism,
"I've not received the gift of faith."
For me there is no hope about anything beyond my last breath, I won't see any light awaiting for me, I won't meet my father and my mom and my beloved ones, they are ash, they live just as dear memories in my neuronal synapses, I won't survive my death, I won't see the future generations struggling on this valley of sorrow for the centuries to come, I'll end when my heart stops his run, if I will be conscious, then fear will be pretty great, but all in all, more than death I fear dying, so, if the fate will be so merciful with me to give me a quick death, or at least to let me choose the right way to leave, then the jump into the nothing will be less cruel, I suppose.
That said, I just hope to have the strenght to stay loyal, till the last instant, to what I know being the truth: God does not exist.