Freud says, penis envy.
I say, theist envy?
That was a poor attempt at a play on words of which the two concepts are ever so arbitrarily related, a relation drawn from, once again, my lame pun. But, seriously, what about theist envy? I’ve actually heard it before, from those who lean towards the atheist side of agnosticism, how wonderful would it be if there WAS a YHWH-like God from whom we could be provided a rewarding afterlife. Is the blind belief of Christians (I use Christians as an example because of my culture, try not to cringe) of endless glory following death truly that incredible? Admittedly, I’m guilty myself of fearing the possibility of death being the ultimate preclusion from future experiences, but, is the idea of this ill-defined dimension where all experience is wonder and love and glory and jolly-golly joy not terrifying? Sure, at first glance, heaven is a paradise much preferable to the other destination, hell, but, as eternity continues, let’s be conservative and place this thought experiment at 1,000,000 years. A good time when every soul roaming paradise might begin to go insane. Experience is precious in the sense that it is limited. Joy only exists within proximity to hardships. Glory is the cultivation of hard work and dedication. None or all of the three were intended to be felt perpetually for eternity.
Eventually, we all want to die. Eventually, we all start rocking Thanatos.
Don’t envy theism.
Sorry if this was jumbled or disorganized. This is my first post.