I Don't Fear Death
I have come to recognize death as a natural event of inevitability. Aspects I have recognized in Thanatophobia (fear of death) have to do with time of death, type, and life goals short fallen.
It's an unfavorable feature of being mortal, specifically how no matter how much strength, knowledge, power you gain, you are just as mortal as a new born. You could shoot an office worker or a warrior in the head. They both die the same (unless you want to count vegetative states). Death doesn't care who you are. You're just as dead as anything else mortal.
Many people would want to die in their sleep. No pain. Unawareness of the passing during unconsciousness. Not many would want to die being crushed in a vehicle accident, half their body cut off, covered in blood bleeding on the asphault in pain. Recognizing without a doubt you are going to die, and as much as you want to believe in miracles, fight against that false delusion.
A premature death is one of the more tragic forms. A child killed. Everything they could have been. The memories of their initial prospects in life, invalid upon decomposition. College graduate gets killed. Their whole life ahead of them. Gone.
For myself, I would be afraid of not being able to die. Seeing everyone else go. My family. Friends. An endless cycle of making friends with people deathbound, them leaving you too. Over and over again. Death is an important event required to depart this section of existence. Whether there is another phase afterwards, after life, whatever, I won't know until I die one day.
Hopefully.
It's an unfavorable feature of being mortal, specifically how no matter how much strength, knowledge, power you gain, you are just as mortal as a new born. You could shoot an office worker or a warrior in the head. They both die the same (unless you want to count vegetative states). Death doesn't care who you are. You're just as dead as anything else mortal.
Many people would want to die in their sleep. No pain. Unawareness of the passing during unconsciousness. Not many would want to die being crushed in a vehicle accident, half their body cut off, covered in blood bleeding on the asphault in pain. Recognizing without a doubt you are going to die, and as much as you want to believe in miracles, fight against that false delusion.
A premature death is one of the more tragic forms. A child killed. Everything they could have been. The memories of their initial prospects in life, invalid upon decomposition. College graduate gets killed. Their whole life ahead of them. Gone.
For myself, I would be afraid of not being able to die. Seeing everyone else go. My family. Friends. An endless cycle of making friends with people deathbound, them leaving you too. Over and over again. Death is an important event required to depart this section of existence. Whether there is another phase afterwards, after life, whatever, I won't know until I die one day.
Hopefully.
