Hey, Cantando. The Easter Bunny not so much, but the use of imaginary beings as a means to control me -- "be good, and you'll be rewarded by the Creature! Don't be bad, or you'll be punished by the Creature -- if you're bad enough, the punishment will last
forever!" The Easter Bunny was way more into pleasure than pain, fortunately; not so with Jesus and Santa Claus. And let's not even talk about the Tree Monster or the Toilet Monster.
Maybe you're right about good, solid advice or words of comfort coming back to you as you face death. It's just that I never saw religious training as being either good, solid, or comforting. I could see early on that it was all made up, and that the major use of it (that affected me, anyway) was control and manipulation. So my pain body was activated when I read your words (religion seems to be a very big activator of my pain body!) and my meta-message to you was "don't tell me what will happen when I die. Don't try to constrict me, buddy!" Of course that was just me reacting and has nothing to do with you. Of course you are entitled to express what is true for you, and I'm sorry if I got in the way of that.
Your sentence about how you realize in your lucid moments that it's an illusion that people think they are creators sort of hornswoggled my brain, because to me it all looks like illusion, and it feels like Zeus and Hera throwing lightning bolts at each other. This might be due to my cold medicine.
I think I will stay away from religious threads, at least until my sinuses clear up.