I know they have convinced themselves that they believe that's obvious,
I don't think one has to force oneself to be convinced that there is an afterlife. In fact, I would go as far as to say we have a natural inclination towards thinking that. I mean, gosh darn it, I used to believe in an afterlife because of watching the show Ghosthunters. Freaking Ghosthunters! I wish I was joking, but I'm not. What a sorry reason for a 14 year old to believe in life after death, yeesh. But, at the time, I didn't consider the possibility that it was all an act, these adults running scared from noises in the night, heck, in a few episodes, their clothes are grabbed on camera and you see them dragged a bit. It might have made it more convincing that a lot of episodes had "no paranormal activity", and they would explain away the noises as being produced by objects in the building, and very few had tons of it. Regardless, a pretty silly reason to believe in ghosts.
however it's difficult for someone who knows anything to get their head around a fairy tale like life after death,
It's technically not impossible that there is life after death, though I highly doubt that any religion reflects the reality if there is one. Personally, I think that even if there is one, the "physical us" has no part in it, and it is more of some ephemeral imprint left behind that eventually fades away, like some spiritual residue we leave behind wherever we go even while alive that tends to accumulate in places we spend a lot of time in or get highly emotional about.
they obviously do not know what death is and what it does to our bodies,
I have only encountered 1 person, theist or atheist, ever in my life that thought the afterlife was tied to our physical bodies and the atoms that once were us. Which I found to be ridiculous and countered completely. Other than that person, everyone on here gets that our bodies rot. For those that believe in an afterlife, who we are is not entirely tied to our physical bodies, so it doesn't matter.
we are animals just like all the other animals and I guess believers wouldn't say every animal was going to have an after life would they?
Actually, that's a point of contention. For example, the person with the username of "dad" believes that all living things have an afterlife when they die. However, AV1611 believes only humans do, if I recall correctly. Both of these men are YECs. I think even the more moderate theists aren't in agreement on the matter.
wishful think is all it is.I want to live forever, can I say it more clearly than that?
I really don't want to live forever, I just view it as preferable to the relatively short human lifespan. I mean, it would really suck to outlive the universe itself and just be kinda floating in nothingness for all of eternity. In fact, the lack of stimulation would drive a person insane pretty quickly. I can think of no worse hell than that. I want everything to keep going. Unlike some people, that contend that eventually, a person would do all there is to do (given enough time), I don't think it is actually possible to run out of things to do in a literal sense. If you read every book, write a new one. If you become a master of every game, invent one. That, and with others to interact with for all of eternity, I don't think I would get bored. The despair I feel isn't just for my own end, but that everything will end with enough time. The earth, all the planets and stars in the universe, and perhaps even the universe itself, will eventually be gone. You see, I am not only burdened by a mind that cannot handle death or find belief to help manage it, but I am also prone to looking ahead. Very, very, very far ahead, to the final countdown of recognizable existence. Knowing that I can do nothing about it gives me no sense of acceptance or peace, but a feeling of powerlessness and hopelessness that grows the longer I think about it.
it's why there are and have been so many gods created over the years, but just because I want something means absolutely nothing to reality and real life
I think those were created more to explain a world that, at the time, had processes without explanation that the people at the time lacked the tools to properly investigate. Our species doesn't like unknowns, in case you haven't noticed.
I can want until the cows come home and it will get me no where, death is the end for all things that live.
Unless you are one of those jellyfish that just revert back to a younger state when they get old. Gosh, jealous of a squishy, brainless creature; I think I may be nearing the "rock bottom" of my life. Obviously, I know that even those jellyfish will eventually die one way or another, but I often find myself wondering if I am happy that I was born human, or if I would have been better off being something like a tortoise. That is, not smart enough to have an existential crisis.