For the heck of it....
- Do you have any kind of spiritual beliefs?
- To you, who is Jesus?
- Do you think there is a heaven or a hell?
- If you died tonight, where would you go?
- By the way, if what you were believing is not true, would you want to know?
* No. My "beliefs" in the sense of what I believe to be true, are based on what can be shown to be true, rather than thought to be true. I do not have "faith" in anything. My "beliefs" in the sense of my ethics and morals are entirely different.
* Jesus of Nazareth was a teacher and religious figure in the Middle East who lived around the area of 6 B.C. to 33 A.D. He was largely ignored during his lifetime but his followers were very devoted and long after his death he became the subject of writings from various authors, which became the gospels as we know them today. Stories of his travels, exploits, and execution are likely to be greatly exaggerated, since they resemble common literary themes prominent at the time. Like any subject of a tall tale, he was a real person at some point, but a factual account of his life is difficult to find since very little was written down at the time he was alive. The most mythical of events attributed to him include the claim that he was the Son of the Jewish God, that he was resurrected on the third day following his execution (common to other messianic figures of religions of the time), and so on.
* That depends on your definitions of heaven and hell. Actually, never mind. It pretty much doesn't, since almost every definition implies some sort of afterlife. So no.
* Where would I go? I'd assume I would be taken to the hospital, or barring that, a morgue. Then I would be covered in cosmetics and pumped full of chemicals so that my body could be displayed at a wake. A little while later, I would be put into a casket and buried under six feet of ground. There would likely be a funny man with a hat saying something about how I've gone to a better place and reading out of a book, since my family seems to like that sort of thing. All this time I would not be conscious. In fact, my brain will have ceased to function, and the longer it went without nutrients and oxygen, the further the neural connections within would deteriorate. Eventually it will be completely gone. The data stored in those connections would be lost with them, sort of like files on a hard drive thrown into an incinerator. So "I", in the sense of the consciousness inhabiting this body, would be gone.
* Certainly I would like to know. If there were a God, almighty maker of heaven and earth, of all things seen and unseen, that would be the greatest discovery in the young history of our kind. I like fiction. I like going to a movie and being entertained. I can tell myself subconsciously "These blue cat people on the screen aren't real, this is all just a story" but that doesn't make the story less entertaining or real while I'm there. But when I leave the theater I realize that while it would be way cool if all that stuff were real, it's not. Finding out what's true and what's fiction is unimportant to some people, but to me it's my life. If there were a planet out there with blue cat people I would like to know about it.
(There's a funny bit of conversation I once heard when someone asked Christopher Hitchens a question like this. He said something to the effect of "No, I wouldn't like it if there were a God. It would be like having a perpetually annoying, perfectionist parent who would always be watching you and making sure you don't get any free time, always judging you and deciding whether or not you deserve a treat. But even though he or she always tells you they love you no matter what, you'll never be comfortable with them because you will never live up to their standards. And the worst part of all is that they will never die and leave you alone")