When you die there's not going to be an award for your deeds or beliefs.
There's no Heaven or Hell that will dispense cosmic justice on your Ego.
Because all you are is a consciousness trapped within a temporary vessel;
And once you're done all that comprises your self will no longer be.
It's just us down here. Only Us.
All that ever mattered was what each of us feels.
It's our likeness which underlies the commonality of experience: Our Culture.
And all that will remain of it is the memory.
So go outside and love your neighbor.
We're all running Out of Time.