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I Am Not Afraid to Die

I used to fear death. Not the dying part, but the ceasing to exist. I finally realized that, as I have no idea what, if anything, comes next, I should just enjoy this life as much as possible.

So what if our memories die with us? If we've lived a happy life, then we are doing the best we can, for ourselves. If we are happy, then we will affect the people who know us, in a positive way, and our legacy, when we die, will be their memories of the happiness we shared with them.

Even when nobody is left to remember us, the joy we shared will be living in the heart of someone who got the benefit of that from someone whose life we enriched while we lived.

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Nimbus · M

Interesting.
It comes back to the age old question of 'what is the meaning of life' and all the different answers that ensue.

What if there is no meaning at all, that we are just happen to be here because a certain set of obscure chances happened to coincide and to a large extent we are insignificant?

Serenitree · F

@Nimbus Exactly! If that's all there is, and there's no bigger picture, then we may as well just relax and enjoy the time we have here. Find the joy in the sun in our faces and the rain beautifying our gardens. Fearing the end is wasting our lives. It's like refusing to make a meal because it might not taste good. Make it anyway. It might be great. If it isn't, we can try again, tomorrow.

Highonheels · 51-55, M

@Serenitree I have always lived my life just taking it one day at a time and whatever it throws my way good or bad I deal with it and move on I think we should be thankful for each day that we wake up , we never really know how each day will effect us so we just accept it or we don’t but either way we must keep moving forward because there’s is no going back for sure.