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Show me a religion that prepares one for nothingness, for death.
Religion prepares one only for more life, for dreams and illusions and lies. If the fear of death was banished from men’s hearts, they would not need to live a day. Who would want this nightmare but for fear of the next?
The shadow of the axe hangs over every joy, every friendship, every love. Every road ends in death. Torment, betrayal, loss, suffering, pain, age, indignity, and hideous lingering illness. All with a single conclusion.