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Originally Posted by Harsha Shah
Yes. Harsha Shah here. I am still a young woman but I am aware of my mortality. If my religion is right I will be re-born with no need for clothes, eh? Yes. No need. Maybe I shall be a baby naked and defenseless. But I have not been very good so maybe I'll be a cicada singing for an evening and then dying off for the next life. Maybe that is all we ever are. Yes. Beautiful but sad. And it is sad that I really do not believe that any more. Yes. I am thinking that as I pass the clothes will pass too.
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Now I see you've been assessed as having slurping tendencies and obviously I'm not about to contradict the Pastors but have you considered, in your bizarre fetish, what happens next (after you've been promoted back up from cicada)?
Using the concept of
śūnya to describe estimates of future lives and the worlds where they may be enacted leads to an unfortunate calculation: one day the sun will explode
WHOOOMPH! and the earth will fry like a chickpea in ghee, all the water will boil off, then when the remnant of your sun finally smoulders to death there will be neither heat nor light nor anything to eat so not much of a future really is it.
Remember, your mathematics also proclaims that all the stars will similarly expire and any other worlds where your demonolatry might get practised therefore share an ultimate calamity with the earth; some have already done so, they would say, the rest will do so in the future even if they've not yet come into existence.
Why follow a creed which by its own standard necessarily leads to oblivion?