Cherry Blossom Rain: Chapter 18
What happens after you die? An infinite number of things. There’s no one answer to this question. You will certainly maintain some semblance of continuity of consciousness … other than that, infinite variation.
Actually, I’m going to speak about suicide more. It’s rude to suicide without suicide clinics. It leaves a mess. Suicide in and of itself isn’t wrong. Just that the mess is wrong… even if you put a bag over your head or hang yourself. That’s why I’m still alive. No suicide clinics.
I’m also going to talk about abortion. Yes, it is murder. But it’s not wrong. People who are anti-abortion like to ascribe consent to the fetus as if they are adults. Ok, let’s do that. Ask adults if they would sacrifice seconds worth of pain to help their parents who aren’t ready to have a child, and most of them would say “yes”. They love and respect their parents.
What about the people who say, “no, I hate my parents and want to be born no matter how much it hurts them or the species.”
I don’t want someone like that on this earth. Do you?
Of course you don’t. The fetuses who forgive their abortion are the ones you want here. Those who can’t forgive abortion are the ones you don’t want here.
Is it murder? Yes. Is it wrong? No. Not all murder is wrong.
This is still a message to my 16 year old self.