I'll share my whackadoodle brain with you all.
I think there are a finite number of souls. I think that when we die, it is similar to when we sleep. No concept of time. Our soul will awaken in a newborn baby and carry on without knowledge of the life before, or the one before that (Eternal life of the soul. Purity of a new birth). Occasionally there is a data carry over and you get a 5 year old that remembers flying a bomber in WWII.
But that's just me.
For whatever reason, I stopped believing in heaven when my dad died. I have no explanation. I just stopped.
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