Maybe 'daft' was a bit strong. It's quite a nice fantasy story, and Philip Jose Farmer has written it: "To your scattered Bodies Go", after John Donne:
At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blow
Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise
From death, you numberless infinities
Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go.
But being sceptical, I'd need to see a convincing resurrection before I believe in life after death, or a convincing rebirth, or a convincing "spirit form", or whatever fantasy is the actuality, if any. Meanwhile I'll continue to "go by appearances", go by my "gut feeling", and be very happy in holding that I don't live after death.



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