You are sure that death is not the end, because of dreams, the feeling of leaving your body, and psychedelics?

I'm not so sure I can believe you. I also don't think you should be so sure of yourself either.

I need to be firm here: Have you actually died and come back?

Have you actually left your body? If yes, can you prove it?

If yes, you should be able to leave your body, traverse the globe, and find me, and tell me what's on my computer desk, for instance.

If this is impossible, then I would say you do have not actually left your body, and instead, you felt an illusion. Your mind played a trick. It is fine, but for the purpose of truth and fact, I don't think that you can claim to have actually left your body, unless you can bring forth information that only a person who can leave their body can have.

Have you done this? Will you do it again? You must, before you make a reply. You must tell me a fact, a plain, easy to understand, easy to reveal fact, that you can only know if you are actually able to leave your body.

There simply must be a way for you to prove beyond doubt, prove beyond mere words, that you can actually leave your body, and have it be more than an illusion.

But is this not akin to removing a computer chip from a computer? Can the processing inside a computer chip leave the chip, and go on a journey? Is this the logic analogy? If yes, you need to see that my skepticism is a sword, and this sword will cut through lies and falsehood.

You are not the one to blame; it is merely human folly that tempts even me. Oh how I wish there was a way to see my dead cat once more. I truly wish it, but to think this wish will actually come true feels like a horrid lie.

The human mind is weaker than death, which is why religious people make it up, and why I will declare very boldly, and without recoiling: Your mind is also weaker than death. It is a consequence of being mortal.

Just as they make it up, but claim to know, you make it up, and claim to know. I will declare without fear: You are a mortal, and you do not know what is after death. You might take drugs, or fall asleep, and claim to know, but you must understand that being on drugs or sleeping is not death. During both of those states, a scientific brain-measuring gizmo would most certainly tell us that your brain is processing incredible amounts of data.

A dead person's brain does not. It is dead and still.

I took a walk today. I saw a dead rabbit. I asked the rabbit, "So where are you now?"

The flies buzzed, and the rabbit lay quite still.

I think my question was answered.