If Death is given in terms of a deep slumber, as given in the phrase--RIP--the life would be no more that a persisting restlessness. That restlessness could be likened again to a guilt as given in sleepless nights of isolation. Life would be among the most guilty of sins; survival would be the first of evils.
"Sleep well," would be the greatest of benedictions.
But life must needs be conisidered in terms other than that of a mere opposition derived from the serious, or grave, thought of death. Human flourishing is the goal here, not mere morbidity, a mere wish for sleep.
Heaven is a beautiful thought: the idea of paradise. If death were sleep, heaven would be a beautiful dream, and hell would be a nightmare. In this way does an afterlife take on the appearance of rest.
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