Poll: Are you afraid of Death ?
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Wait, people aren't afraid of death?
Well, that's a lie, surely?
So currently two-hundred and forty-four people wouldn't care if they suddenly developed cancer right now, and wouldn't freak out if the doctor turned around and said "you have a week to live"?
Everyone's afraid of death, we're programmed to be. If you were asked to beg for your life you'd beg. Anything else would make me think there was something wrong with you.
Well, that's a lie, surely?
So currently two-hundred and forty-four people wouldn't care if they suddenly developed cancer right now, and wouldn't freak out if the doctor turned around and said "you have a week to live"?
Everyone's afraid of death, we're programmed to be. If you were asked to beg for your life you'd beg. Anything else would make me think there was something wrong with you.
I think this most reflects my feelings. I'm far too curious to want to ever die, and what the future holds is something that makes me hope I don't die.Simalacrum said:
The thought of never experiencing anything ever again is disturbing and if that's what death is then yes, I would say I fear it. Thing is, we don't know that that is what death is. It's just very likely.
I hope that when I die I'll have seen enough, done enough and met enough people that my curiosity will be sated. If I've climbed high enough, swung low enough and can go knowing there's people out there who love me, and whose lives I've affected in a good way then I can die with a smile.
Death itself isn't a problem for me. It's the time leading up to my death that I worry about.
Will my last words be an argument over nothing? Will my death be quick or slow? How painful? Will it be an embarassing death, or a super cool way to go? Heroic is always a plus. Will I be able to stammer out some totally awesome line that will go on my tombstone?
Well, okay, my first sentence was half true. My biggest worry is that I'll die before I can do something before I've lived up to what I believe is the meaning of life: To leave this world a little better than when I came into it. To affect the livelihood of a larger number of people somehow for the better.
Will my last words be an argument over nothing? Will my death be quick or slow? How painful? Will it be an embarassing death, or a super cool way to go? Heroic is always a plus. Will I be able to stammer out some totally awesome line that will go on my tombstone?
Well, okay, my first sentence was half true. My biggest worry is that I'll die before I can do something before I've lived up to what I believe is the meaning of life: To leave this world a little better than when I came into it. To affect the livelihood of a larger number of people somehow for the better.
The closer I get to it, the less I fear it. I used to stay up late worrying about it. But these days I almost kind of look forward to it. I just hope it's sudden and not too painful. Otherwise I'm ready to go any time. That being said, I don't plan on going any time soon.
The other night I had a dream I was in a plane crash. The plane plummeted, I saw the ground coming up, I closed my eyes and told myself to let go. I felt so good. That's when I realised I have finally accepted death and I was no longer afraid. It's a bit of a double edged sword though. Fear of death used to motivate me to do all kinds of things. These days I don't do much. Except enjoy my life. I just don't do much that benefits anyone else.
The other night I had a dream I was in a plane crash. The plane plummeted, I saw the ground coming up, I closed my eyes and told myself to let go. I felt so good. That's when I realised I have finally accepted death and I was no longer afraid. It's a bit of a double edged sword though. Fear of death used to motivate me to do all kinds of things. These days I don't do much. Except enjoy my life. I just don't do much that benefits anyone else.
Honestly? No. Not really. If I keeled over right this second, I would die content that I had lived a good life, if shorter than I'd like, and was a good person. I'd die knowing that I had good friends, a good family, and hoping that I had improved someone else's life during my time. Regrets? Sure, but everyone has regrets of some sort. Mine are of the minor variety, along the lines of "I wish I could have done ___ too" instead of "I wish I could have done ___ instead", which means I'm not restricted by what I didn't do, I'm restricted by what I couldn't do, which is a big difference in my book.
At this early point in my life, death isn't really something on my mind at all. It's something abstract to me, so there isn't really a fear or a lack of it.
As I get older, and death becomes more relevant, then I may start to fear it. I can't really say. It's the likely outcome though.
As I get older, and death becomes more relevant, then I may start to fear it. I can't really say. It's the likely outcome though.
I believe in God, so no, but I certainty wouldn't welcome it at this age, I still have to much to do / experience
But if I die, Hello Heaven!
And what if heaven isn't real I hear you say? Well, I'll be dead. If heaven isn't real I wont be experiencing anything after death, it's not like I will be conscious to regret anything so..
But if I die, Hello Heaven!
And what if heaven isn't real I hear you say? Well, I'll be dead. If heaven isn't real I wont be experiencing anything after death, it's not like I will be conscious to regret anything so..
I'm not afraid of death, 8 days in a coma was plenty of practice, so I've got the role nailed when it comes up.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to die, I'm just not afraid to.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to die, I'm just not afraid to.
I was going to read this thread, but 60%? Really?
This much pretentiousness just hurts.
So yeah, in case you didn't figure it out, scared as shit. I mean, unless you fall into the blissful embrace of religion, you will stop being and you will not exist ever again, not in a hundred years, not in a thousand, or a million. No chance for waking up ever again. The 10-year-old me almost threw up when that realization hit me in all it's incomprihensible length.
If nothingness for all eternity is not a scary tought, I'd be prompted to say there's something wrong with you.
This much pretentiousness just hurts.
So yeah, in case you didn't figure it out, scared as shit. I mean, unless you fall into the blissful embrace of religion, you will stop being and you will not exist ever again, not in a hundred years, not in a thousand, or a million. No chance for waking up ever again. The 10-year-old me almost threw up when that realization hit me in all it's incomprihensible length.
If nothingness for all eternity is not a scary tought, I'd be prompted to say there's something wrong with you.