I've been around a lot of sick people. Many of them live the rest of their lives terrified of what comes next. So was my mother. I tried to cheer her up, to persuade her that this life is but a flicker in comparison to the grand scheme of things. That we should focus on our loved ones, on all the good things we managed to do. If you're not a total monster, why in the world be afraid of being punished in the afterlife? And, speaking of the latter, such people punish themselves while they're still alive - by being miserable, misshapen beings that they are.
I would like people to believe that life doesn't just end like that. That it is a conversion into another state where there's no earthly suffering or pain and we are evaluated only by the degree of our mind-soul interconnected development. That there is love too, probably far beyond that which we are used to experience.
I would want to give people hope.
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