Hi there,
Why do people believe in nonsense? Are their lives so empty? Do they crave immortality that much? Is it their coping mechanism for the haphazard nature of life—unpredictable, lacking order, each life expendable at any moment?
The fragility of life, coupled with its fleeting nature, entices the human species to believe in anything whatsoever.
I, too, was there. Happily, I trusted my doubt and I have lived my one and only life to the full, on my terms, having cast off the illusions of religion.
I have found love, meaning, contentment and purpose, knowing that this is my one and only life.