Strangely, I got this idea from a post in Spurious of all places.

Anyhow, when someone dies, where does the color go people?

Those of you that believe in an afterlife and who are also rascist, what happens to your beliefs then. Surely you don't believe that souls have races?

Souls by definition are just the essnce of who we are, not what we look like. Surely a soul has the ability to choose its own guise. What then, happens to your warped psyche, when we die, do you plan on carrying those boozy, inchoate ideals?

Do you truly believe that God is shallow? That He put us here to combate a race-war, when in the end, race doesn't matter at all, in fact it doesn't even exist?

Perhaps heaven is beyond any form that we could ever begin to fathom.

I posted a similar question before

but got no answer.

"What lives on after death?

What is it that doesn't die?"

In a southern accent: Who say 'dem niggers err git'in to heaven 'nyway?