^Exactly, since I've finally come to the realization that religion is nothing but a popular form of schizophrenia, I've realized how precious life is. It's very strange, as a Christian I was always under the delusion that this life is insignificant compared to what happens after I die, but now I realize how backwards I was thinking!

I'm sure even atheists probably can't agree on what they each believe happens after we die, but for me, I pretty much figure it's the same thing we were doing before we were born, that is, not in existence anymore. It's hard to comprehend nothing, but I really don't believe we have a soul or do anything but feed worms after we die. That kind of thinking makes you appreciate life more than when you convince yourself you are going to lala land as long as you go to church once a week.