Are you afraid of death?

I keep thinking about this.
What do you start thinking when you get old and near death?
Do you start worrying about what it will be like to die?

What happens afterwards?
Do we disappear forever? Our minds and memories gone?

Can we come back as someone else?
Do we get eternal life in some other form?

Can’t somebody just find a way get immortality for everyone?

death is nothing to fear.

when you’re alive, you needn’t worry about death cuz you’re not dead. when you’re dead, you can’t worry about it because you’re not alive.

though i have to say, i’m pretty fond of this life thing, and what i said above is at least in part a statement of faith, so death isn’t something i welcome.

I’m not so much afraid of death, (for the record, I believe in the cosmic recycling bin, reincarnation,) as I am of the process of dying.

Petrified doesn’t even begin to cover it.

What happened in the billions of years before our births, and why should this be a different question?

I die every night, and come back to life every morning. How come I am not bored just lying there for 8 hours?

If it’s so easy, you try it. I’d suggest starting with a full genetic analysis of “immortal” cells like sperm and ova and go on to study incredibly long-lived organisms such as the hydra.

Assuming death and sleeping are identical experiences of course.

As per the OP, I am not now, not have I ever been afraid of death. Which isn’t to say I’m impatient to die already, just that I’m more curious than scared.

Immortality for everyone would be a bad idea. This earth would get overcrowded very quickly, and resources would quickly be sucked up. We * need * to (eventually) die to make room for future generations.

Death doesn’t scare me at all. What scares me is the idea of *knowing * I’m about to die, and being terrified until it happens-- plummeting to earth for three minutes after a plane accident, for example. If my death is instant, I have no fear . . . I just don’t want to have a few minutes to think about it.

In my opinion, when you die, that’s it: the end of conciousness. I don’t think you’ll be aware of anything.

When I had my wisdom teeth taken out, I had full anaesthesia. One moment I was talking, and the next moment–nothing. I wasn’t even aware I was out until I woke. That’s how I see death. You’re just gone, no awareness, no conciousness-- nothing.

No. As is rehearsed above, I am a recycler, too.

The tenets of my tradition teach reincarnation. They also speak of a “rest stop” known to us as 'The Summerlands". Loosely translates to the popular conception of “Heaven”

As to our memories…ever had deja vu? Ever met someone who was SOOOOOO much like someone you once knew?

We can and do come back as others. We may or may not also come back as other beings/species.

I think this DOES!

I started dying the moment I was born. The endless cycle of life, death, and rebirth are part of the bedrock of my path.

Hope it helps,

Merry Part,


Anyone want some good news?

I am privy of a study conducted on Near Death experiences, and people who have been in coma’s…(I’ll try to dig up the cite)

Apparently, people who have died literally, and been resuscitated claim the experience was the single most pleasurable experience in their lives. One man who had a heart attack and died, and was resuscitated after 40 minutes said, “…it was the most pleasurable thing I have ever experienced, a wonderful sense of calm and beauty encapsulated me, and I was in a state of utter Bliss…”

No one in the 1000 person sample had negative things to say…That to me says quite a bit. :slight_smile:

I’m not so sure that older people aren’t any less in denial about death than younger ones.

It’s a paradox that we spend most of our lives looking forward, making plans, mapping out the future in hours, weeks, years, but the end result is death.

Say you’re 95 - you may not make 10-year plans, but you’ll still be making plans for the next few months. I would imagine that even the terminally ill still make plans for next week.

So long as we are unaware of the precise limit on our lives, the denial can continue. That’s why, IMO, capital punishment is a form of torture and always wrong.

I don’t buy that argument. If we’re technologically advanced enough to actually prevent death, who’s to say we wouldn’t be able to do other miraculous things like colonize the the solar system or synthesize material resources at the molecular level.

I’m not the least bit afraid of death.
What I’m afraid of is a prolonged, painful dying process.

if we disappear into nothingness, can you accept that?

that thought freaks me out.
i’ll never ever experience seeing, touching, or thinking again… ever.

Death is pretty much last on my list of things to do.

But you won’t care because you won’t exist. To me, thinking about what it will be like after I die is like thinking about what it was like before I was born. They’re both the same concept, and neither one is frightening to me.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t particularly look forward to dying, and I’ll postpone it as well as I can, but in the end it’s not something that frightens me.

I’m afraid of dying, not of being dead.

Where is lekatt when we don’t need him? :wink:

Death is an inherited trait - blame your parents.

We never die.
We go to sleep. After a gazillion years, we wake up again.
Cause you have all the time in the world for your exact configuration to materialize again.
And when you’re dead, time flies.
(It’s either that, or quantum immortality, which I’m quite fond of)

Not afraid, but gravely concerned that I’ll not finish everything I have planned.

There’s a serious flaw with hoping on quantum immortality BTW; the idea is that you live on in universes where you jumped the shark, but surviving isn’t always a boolean process; what if you end up in one of the universes where the shark chewed off all your limbs, your ears, nose and your external genitalia, but a brave lifeguard dragged you out of the water, saving your life?

“I’m not afraid of death. I just don’t want to be there when it happens.”

—Woody Allen