You can be prepared. Like Batman!
If you’re stuck between life and death, you get to haunt Demi Moore. You could do worse.
'Do not be afraid. There is a way out." - Shiva
" Every man has a final weapon: his own life. If he’s afraid to lose it he throws the weapon away."
General Gordon didn’t actually say that, but Charleton Heston did, so that’s almost as good.
“I came into this world screaming and covered in someone else’s body fluids. I’m not afraid of going out the same way.”
not sure who I’m quoting, but it sums up my attitude most days.
Who was it who said it’s not death they were afraid of, but the transition?
The reason you ought to be afraid of death is that it might be preceded by a moment of apparently infinite duration in which you fully understand that this is really irrevocably the end, and you made a lot of mistakes in your life that can never be fixed, and to top it off there may a sense of dread or a panic attack and possibly a perception of intense pain that is multiplied by a feeling of total paralysis and claustrophobia. Plus, on top of that, you might actually have heightened sensations of the condition that’s causing your death, such as internal bleeding, grossly enlarged glands, or possibly even decapitation.
There are some very good reasons to fear death but IMO unpreparedness is not the chief thing.
C’mon sodbuster, three breaths before your last… channel Sergio Leone.
I recall from my youthful acid trips that one of the benefits was total control of time and space. Based on this, you might consider spending the remainder of your life tripping. You can actually extend your life by any amount you want, and also extend or shorten your death by as much as you want. Win win!
“It’s longer than you think!”
I’m not afraid of dying per se, I’m afraid of going before I’m ready. I like to be organized.
Oh, and I’m afraid of pain. I really don’t do pain well. Not worried about pain of death, but pain of great pain.
I plan to go quietly in my sleep.
Not screaming in terror like my passengers.
I’m an atheist who also has no belief in an afterlife and that’s precisely what terrifies me. Ceasing to exist is the most terrifying thing I can think of, and I do pretty frequently.
I’m kind of looking forward to it. Not in any hurry, though.
This. The idea that one day I’m going to go to sleep and never wake up again terrifies me.
The truth is that ultimately, we all die alone.
So take solace in knowing if you do screw it up, no one else will be there to notice, it’ll just be you. No one will know. So don’t worry about it any more!
Yup, everyone and every thing dies. There are no exceptions. Even the Universe itself may one day cease to exist.
But you are always here. Right now. It’s all you have.
You think you’re not ready to die?
Never fear; nature will provide full and adaquet assistance when the time comes
- Edward Abbey
Me too. Except I’m not quite an atheist, more of a desperately-clinging-to-hope agnostic. And much more than I’m scared of dying, I’m scared of my loved ones dying before me. I soooo want to believe I’ll see them in an afterlife. Because I don’t believe that, I don’t think I’d think I’d ever recover even a little bit from my mom/daughter/etc. dying. For the rest of my family and for my own last shred of sanity, I’d pretend I did believe it, but I wouldn’t really.