I'd rather go to ethereal limbo - with my main sin not believing- than not existing, knowing that my father no longer exists either, that my grandfathers no longer exist either. I'd much rather know they were in 'limbo' as long as limbo isn't too hell-ish. Perhaps it's a decent enough place as a boring continuation of real life, rather than eternal punishment (way harsh) or eternal bliss.This, this, this, this.
This sort of preference strikes me as very weird. Why would you prefer something like a limbo, with no sensory experiences aside from your own memories over a non-existence? Are you two afraid of going to sleep each night? Every time you lose consciousness, you metaphysically die
, in the sense that you are not experiencing anything - asides from dreams perhaps, conjured up your brain. I don't look forward to death but when it happens, it happens. Better experience as much as possible now.
Having no reason to think that something is true, and knowing that it isn't are two very different things. We agree on everything except the use of the word "know".
Ah, fair enough. I concede the point. To me the current evidence (as I understand it) is enough to make me lean towards the latter instead of the former.