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Jump4Joy
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It could be painful, tragic. You’re leaving your friends and family behind and all you know.
I fear dying tragically or suddenly.
I fear dying tragically or suddenly.
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ascetic
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Logically, I suppose you’d have to ask everybody. 
You’d get billions and maybe trillions of answers.
For my part, I fear it when I have an unconfessed mortal sin. Even when I do, I fear Purgatory. I fear for my son’s future without me. I fear the various impacts on my family. I should fear losing the opportunity to help others more than I do; maybe that exposes a flaw in me. I only fear the actual process if it was “…slow and obscene,” as the song goes.
You’d get billions and maybe trillions of answers.For my part, I fear it when I have an unconfessed mortal sin. Even when I do, I fear Purgatory. I fear for my son’s future without me. I fear the various impacts on my family. I should fear losing the opportunity to help others more than I do; maybe that exposes a flaw in me. I only fear the actual process if it was “…slow and obscene,” as the song goes.
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clarkgamble1
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Agree completely. My fear is that death will not be similar to the hour long deep anesthesia I underwent one time, where nothing existed for me, no pain, no awareness, no memories, no thinking, just complete peaceful nothingness. Non existence with no pain, no memories, no worries, no responsibilities, would be the ultimate reward for this life with all its pains, sorrows, frustrations, and disappointments. I have no interest in meeting all my dead ancestors, or having a permanent feeling of bliss from being in the presense of a creator who I never understood in the first place.
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Hereiam
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But faith is the equalizer that removes the unknown.
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TheOldColonel
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“Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.”
-Susan Ertz
-Susan Ertz
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Hereiam
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Its human nature. Christ, the incarnate God, but fully human, did not want to die. Hence his prayer to pass the cup; but with the caveat that only if it was the Father’s will.
So, as a human, I don’t want to die, but I know like the grass withers and the flowers fade, so does this body. But, because of the resurrection of Christ, death is only biological and I look forward to being with God!
Pax et Bonum!
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sonofbarry
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I agree fully. General anesthesia, on the two occasions I have ‘been under’, is the closest thing I can think of that must be like death.
I don’t recall ever having a dream whilst ‘under’. I know that terrible things were done to me (surgical and necessary, but still rather terrible!), but I had no consciousness at all. Nothing. I was basically dead.
They could have cremated or dismembered me and I’d never have known another thing.
I think the problem is that we can’t imagine a world without our mind as part of it, thinking, listening, seeing and wondering. But, when you really think about it, we weren’t alive – none of us – a mere 120 years ago, yet we kind of feel like we were, because we know about history and we place our minds in that time period as if we were waiting to happen. In that way, we ‘create’ history, with ourselves as observers.
But then, we come back to reality and know that our brain is going to shut down one day. Hell, it will be removed in the post-mortem examination, along with most other organs. And where will we be during that PM exam? Nowhere. We won’t exist. We’ll be like that bug on the windscreen, just dead. No thoughts, no dreams, no feelings. Just like a permanent, general anaesthetic.
I can’t handle the fact that I won’t be anymore, that I won’t be anywhere anymore, that I won’t ever think again. (Editing in: I realise that this is almost solipsism with a strong dose of narcissism.)
Death is a terrible, complete end to everything. I fear it more and more each day.
I don’t recall ever having a dream whilst ‘under’. I know that terrible things were done to me (surgical and necessary, but still rather terrible!), but I had no consciousness at all. Nothing. I was basically dead.
They could have cremated or dismembered me and I’d never have known another thing.
I think the problem is that we can’t imagine a world without our mind as part of it, thinking, listening, seeing and wondering. But, when you really think about it, we weren’t alive – none of us – a mere 120 years ago, yet we kind of feel like we were, because we know about history and we place our minds in that time period as if we were waiting to happen. In that way, we ‘create’ history, with ourselves as observers.
But then, we come back to reality and know that our brain is going to shut down one day. Hell, it will be removed in the post-mortem examination, along with most other organs. And where will we be during that PM exam? Nowhere. We won’t exist. We’ll be like that bug on the windscreen, just dead. No thoughts, no dreams, no feelings. Just like a permanent, general anaesthetic.
I can’t handle the fact that I won’t be anymore, that I won’t be anywhere anymore, that I won’t ever think again. (Editing in: I realise that this is almost solipsism with a strong dose of narcissism.)
Death is a terrible, complete end to everything. I fear it more and more each day.
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Curious11
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Evolution. The people who feared death were more likely to take greater pains to stay alive. They survived and passed on their genes to their kids
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Seagull
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I fear - other people I know - dying.
Isn’t that strange ?
I should be happy for them, if they’re strong believers.
And hopeful, if they’re just average believers.
But disappointed, if they don’t give a *&^% about religion.
Isn’t that strange ?
I should be happy for them, if they’re strong believers.
And hopeful, if they’re just average believers.
But disappointed, if they don’t give a *&^% about religion.
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