Fervent religious people angered me again.

There is a regular proselytizer on campus who hands out Christian literature, little comic books illustrating Bible verses and the like.  Normally, I don't have a problem with him and I often take the little handouts for an entertaining read.  I do love religion after all.

However, today, when I walked past, he was yelling about almighty God and the usual propaganda when one particular phrase jumped out at me.  "YOU DON'T HAVE TO DIE."

And I just wanted to grab him and say, "Yes, I'm sorry, but you do.  You have to die.  You are going to die.  And nothing is going to stop it.  You are going to die.  The end.  Nothing you believe, nothing you say is going to erase one little bit of that fact.  It takes incredible strength to live your life in a good and noble way, knowing that in the end, you will die.  So maybe, just maybe you should be concerned about your own life and your own legacy in this world than in some imaginary one in the next."

I don't know why that grated on me today.  Because I don't not-believe in an afterlife or reincarnation or heaven or any of it.  It's all just as likely as eternity as worm food.  I just think that, well, we should "be working for a paycheck, rather than waiting for the lottery."