I know that Eva Cassidy is dead. ... Better to say I believe to know this. I'm not able to prove this information. I just simple believe and trust in the information I got from the USA about her. No idea in which concrete way the information about her came the first time to me. It was after her death as far as I remember. Strange "to fall in love" to someone who is dead, isn't it? But we are not only biology. It's her spirit - an unbelievable impressing spirit. She remembered me somehow to a very good friend who knew she will have to die latest in some month. No chance to be healed. Is any message able to be more bitter? But she had no problem. She did not play to have no problem - she really had no problem. She did do the best she was able to do in this few last months for her husband (an atheist) and her children. My eyes are full of tears now because we miss her. We will never forget her and I'm sure also god never forgot her. She was/is/will be resting in his arms. She was a true hero of life.
What to say to you? You dodge the questions that disturb your world view. Cowardly - you're just a coward on a flat level of intellectuality. But that doesn't matter, because you don't have to be brave. You have yourself and you will prove yourself right whatever you do or don't do. Because you don't need any help. Especially not the help of God. And when the going gets tough, you will find a stupid Christian who will help you anyway after you have successfully fought against us for decades. Or will you find a Nietzschean who will help you? When this will happen while I'm sitting on my pink cloud, I'll probably think to myself: "Aha! The miracles will never end."