I think people who believe in a life after death and those who don’t are both wrong. Or both right, depending on how you look at it. Reality is beyond pairs of opposites. Its not a static thing, its constantly created in the present moment. Its like the crest of a wave, a thing we can conceive of that both exists and does not exist. Yes, there’s water in motion, forming a crest, but its never the same. The thing we call a wavecrest exists only in our minds.
Think about it.
Imagine you were a new born baby who knew nothing about the world. Suppose then you closed your eyes and tried to imagine it — the world, all of it, from microscopic life to the vastness of space;
From chocolate pudding to the love of one old couple to world war.
Think you, an innocent infant, could do it? I doubt it. And deep down, so do you, I think.
In like wise, you cannot imagine what lies beyond “that further shore from whose borne no traveler has returned”, try as you might. But that failure says nothing about what we may or may not actually be in for. We just don’t know. Why can’t we just admit it?