For several years in my twenties I used to be a hardcore atheist. This was before it was cool, btw.
Nowadays, I'd say there is at least a 50/50 chance that consciousness survives death. Doesn't mean there is a "God" or anything. You don't need a judgemental guy on a fluffy cloud to have an afterlife.
Why did I change my mind?
I find the idea of a spirit/matter dualism the simplest way to explain the existence of qualia and the Chinese Room thought experiment, and apparently, so do a couple of the brightest minds in the western world, such as David Chalmers, Stuart Hameroff and Sir Roger Penrose.
But okay, it's also a hellava lot of cope. Gigacope, actually. I admit that.
But I'm soon to be 48 and I'm an incel failure for life, doing time on the planet. What else but the possibilty of a paradisical afterlife do I have to look forward to?
im a christian but i dont even know if i would want this or not. i could be a 6'3 white, wide framed, high IQ gigachad or i could be a 5'2 autistic balding indian janitor.
Now, here's the pitch: If there is an afterlife, because it's immaterial and "manifested" by consciousness, you and the environment in which you dwell will turn into whatever you feel yourself to be.
The trick is just to stay there and not get suckered into reincarnation again.