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The subject says it all. Personally, I'm not afraid of death itself, but how and when it is going to happen. I'd rather pass away in my sleep. No pain. How about the rest of you?
Yes, I would rather pass away peacefully with no pain.
I don't fear death. I'd prefer to die peacefully and without pain, but if thats not possible... well, then i can't do anything about it, so theres no poinnt in worrying about it.
I don't fear death necissarily. I fear what I will leave behind. As the song goes: When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done, help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty, keep me in your memory; leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest.
I fear death. I wonder how different it will feel and when will it occur..
It's not death that people are afraid of necessarily, but the manner of how you would die. I do not fear death, just how I'd die when the time comes. I would hope that it would be painless, but if not than as painless as possible. Death is the next grate adventure. at the end of one adventure there is an even grater adventure.
I don't really believe in any sort of afterlife, heaven and such, so I have no reason to fear death. The actual dying bit, anyway. Of course that's not to say that I'm completely calm and at peace with the idea of my own death, but I don't fear it for what comes next. I do fear what I will leave behind, or rather, the possibility of not leaving anything. And, as everyone else has said, the cause of death is sort of worrying, but there's no way to predict or control that, so it's not worth getting too worked up over. Death in general is a very heavy subject, though, and not one I deal with well.
The fear of death for me is not one of facing the circumstances in which I will die. I know that I will die, as difficult a thing as that might seem for me to comprehend. It is that very thing, the difficult to comprehend aspect of death that frightens me. I cannot imagine not existing. Sure, if there is a life after this one, then there might not be anything to fear, this is simply another step, another journey for us to take. But what if there is nothing? What if this is the only time we have? What if there is nothing, nothing after we die? This is where faith and spirituality come in, and can be of great help.
We fear that which we do not understand, and I do not understand how something can stop being, stop existing, how something can simply be no more. All of my memories, and my knowledge, all gone. Of course, one can write a book, leave things behind for the next generation, but death itself is still looming ahead, its intangible nature guiding our every step during our lives. After all, the last thing anyone wants to do is die, and ironically that is the last thing we will all do.
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like people have said before, i don't fear me dying, it's how i'm gonna die i hope won't be painful. I fear that there's nothing after we die. I hope when I die, I'll have done something with my life.
And in the end, what are we but mortal. I don't think it's death that some of us fear, but our own mortality. It can get you thinking.
I'm not afraid of death. It's a natural process. We all die, but I would hope it's not painful for me, or in a violent way that would really affect the people I know. But you shouldn't be afraid of something like death, because there's no way to know when our time is coming, it just happens, you can't stop it, so I say make the most out of your time here, as hard as that is to do sometimes, that way the people you know will always have something good to remember you by.
I fear death. Must we talk about it? Why did you have to bring it up? Ug! The subject is so scary to me I just can't help expressing my views on the matter. lol I just can't get my head around it. I fear those worms and insects that will crawl all over my rotting dead body. I fear being cremated because I'm afraid it might hurt. How do you know it won't hurt? No one has ever told you who's ever gone through it have they? I fear the thought of being buried 6 feet under all alone with no one to keep me company. I can't stand being alone. When I'm alive it's okay but once I'm dead I'll be alone forever in my own grave or ern. It just seems too horrifying to think about. I freak myself out just thinking of this subject. I never think about it if I can help it. I've never really thought of an afterlife. I wonder what the psychologists will make of my fears on death and all it entails. So yes. This is my not so secret fear. But you know. I have always been scared of things before they happen and once it has, I am just fine with it and even find myself enjoying the thing I spent forever worrying about. So I'm praying to an unknown beeing that all my fears will be just regular old me over annalizing and worrying about something as trivial as death!
Yeah, I'd rather be cremated. I hate the thought of rotting in the ground, no matter where your soul goes. At least being cremated is symbolic. And why would it hurt? Your soul separates from your body when you die, so you wouldn't feel mortal pain anymore. Well, that's what I think anyways, but I guess nobody knows. But I still say you shouldn't be afraid of death, it's gonna happen whether we like it or not.
I'm not afraid of dying. It's a normal, natural part of life. First you're born, and then you die. What more could you want out of life on Earth. I do believe that there's a Heaven. Whether or not we all go is up to you, but to me, there has to be a better place than this crazy fucked-up world. I would like to not die violently or in fear or pain, but if I do, I hope God is there when I get to Heaven to remind me that the pain and fear is gone now, and in its place is joy and peace, and reunification to your friends, family, pets and acquaintances.
Being a Christian with Catholic leanings, I don't fear death. I just hope I get a chance to do everything I've wanted to, and that I've been a righteous person.
I'ev had some experiences with people and animals surrounding death. While I am a Christian, I must say that my experiences have lead me to believe that the Scriptures aren't entirely forthcoming about eh afterlife. I'm not knocking the Bible, but I am saying that things aren't quite what we're told there. Having said that, the afterlife will still be a wonderfully, awesome experience for me. I think the manner of death is what many of us fear, as has been said earlier.
Lou
I fear death because I value life, and love living on this earth and would hate to go.
I agree with Alex; post eight. I just cannot imagine not existing. It frightens me that now, my body is breathing, moving, thinking, and so full of life. then one day, I'll be as still as a bedpost. And I also agree with Michelle.
It makes you think of hell: being deep under ground or being turned in to ash. doesn't it? Just a tad profound.
It doesn't scare me silly. But it's sure as hell something to think. about. I'm not as afraid of death as I used to be. Since I really believe that there is an afterlife, I would embrace it if I knew that it were amazing and I could spend the rest of my life that way. This planet is going to hell, and I'm not going with it. The sooner I leave it, it might be better.
I fear being trapped, doomed, to one lonely planet spinning in an empty universe full of empty lonely planets where the winds sound like sad lonely music. If there is nothing before and nothing after, why even live? Why at all? What is it worth? That terrifies me. I want to cling to this life but as long as I do there is that fear. And the only thing I know, if this is true all there is after death is loneliness. Or maybe the nothingness itself is the sheer loneliness that will drive you mad, while you wander in exile from the one living planet forever. If that's the way the universe is, then there's no point in its existance. The things I believe, I will admit, I have never seen solid proof of. It's all faith. So the universe could be like that, but that thought is madness. I believe now to escape madness until I see something with reality.
And I fear being incomplete, but that's very hard to explain.
Fist of all, I believe that there is life after this one, and that when we all pass on, it will be better than the life we are lving now. Now as far as the whole fear of death goes, I'm not necissarily afraid of death, It's the mannor in wich I will die. I, like a lot of people who've posted said, would like to die in a peaceful way. In my sleep, or in as little pain as possible. There's no need to fear death itself I think. It's inevitable.
I think we'd all love to die as painless as possible! And like some have said on here, i'm not worried about how I will die, my fear is that of nonexistance, I just cant imagine that one day I'm here, and the next day, I'm gone! It really scares me, so I try not to think about it! But if there is an afterlife, or something else out there when this life is over, I guess it will all come at its time, but I cant say I'm really looking forward to it, as inevitable as it is!
Like some others above have said, I don't think it's so much the way I will die that scares me, although I do think of the fact that I could die at any moment. It's more the thought of not existing. How can a living being just not exist anymore.? And even though I do believe in an afterlife, I also believe that one can never assume where they or others will be going. I do believe we have a soul that will still exist after we die, but whether it's going to Heaven, Hell, or Purgatory, I personally don't think we really can know for sure. And so I guess that slightly scares me not to know for sure where I'll be going. But I try not to think about that part very much.
I'm afraid i'll wake up already barried six feet under, locked in a dark, cold, small coffin. I don't know. I saw The Fall Of The House Of Usher by Poe so yeah. I'll probably be cremated.
Mallory
Wow. Kudos to Nimphodora for creating a board I feel like posting in...
Personally I believe we do go somewhere after death. Not heaven or hell, I don't know what it's called. The spirit world I suppose. And I agree with SunshineAndRain, whatever's over there has to be better than this place.
On the pain issue. Of course I'd prefer to have as little to do with it as possible. But however much it hurts or not, what does it matter after the fact? You're free. It's over and done with. Besides, wasn't birth a whole lot worse? You're all nice and cumfy then BAM! Too cold, too loud, all these giant hands grabbing you... Ug!
Hell, I'm sure they're more freaked out about coming into this crazy world then we'll ever be about leaving it. Now where's grannie, I got some catchin' up to do.
Pardon me, I'm not that great at analyzing mortality and such. And appologies for the rambling post. I was bored this evening.
There's places worse than this one, believe me, but I don't think most of us are going there.
The left door? No, i don't think we're all going there either.
totally and utterly and completely echo the sentiments of OK sure.
I can't comprehend just no longer existing.
Bcause of my beliefs, i know it won't be permanent, but I still don't know how long. and the fact that it could be years, yet they're no longer our years.
P.S. I didn't read all in the topic, but, I also agree very much so with hisenthusiasticlova. -- I absolutely hate the thought of being all alone for so long. that definitely freaks me out something shocking as well. totally know what ya mean there girl!
Peacefully in my sleep.
Not in any pain or suffering when you go that way.
Well I wonder this:
Would you honestly even feel like you are alone? I mean, if you are in peace, I wonder if that would even be noticed. And just no hunger, no years, hmmmmm, I could just imagine what that would be like! But then, what would you do in a world such as this? Sleep alone? I guess you cant really notice boredom either! Hmmmm.
Just some things to think about....
Yeah, I never really answered how I wanted to die.
After my grandmother passed away, I thought that I wanted to die just like her: peacefully in my sleep.
And I know this is ironic and redundant, but I can't imagine waking up dead. Yes, I know. It sounds stupid, but never waking up? Kind of frightening.
I want to die laughing my ass off, or eating.
And how you die most definitely does matter! Would you want to die by having inhaled volcanic ash: a very slow and painful death? I imagine not.
I used to be afraid of dying.. But how I go well is something. LOL
if we tell those we love so often, if we give to others every day, if we do all we want or need to do, then dying is a natural and normal step in the continuum of the universe.
I've heard that if you have a dream about falling off a cliff or something and you hit the ground at the bottom, you die in your sleep. Does anyone know if this is true. I think that would be kind of scary.
I think that really explains why when you dream something like that, you dont ever actually fall! I have heard that if that happens, and you die in your sleep, you die due to the shock, rather than anything else! Luckily, i've not had that happen.
that's a myth I think. I've certainly had dreams that I fall off cliffs and things, and I'm still here; I hope! Lol
Wow. Yeah, I've heard that too. I've never actually hit the ground when I've fallen, but that's freaky. To fall and hit the ground and think, "Uh oh! I fell and hit the ground! I must be dead!"
Well that's what I mean! If we've never actually been able to hit the ground, we can still wake up! But I just think that the reason people may die from that type of dream is not because of the "fall" itself, but moreso due to the shock! Well, at least that's what I've heard, but I couldn't actully prove anyone wrong, being that my dreams have always been without the actual land...
I've also dreamed of being shot, and I know one of those times, I was just about to accept the fact that I was going to go, when I woke up.
So not really sure what to think of that one...
I've died twice while dreaming. Once I was jumping out of a really tall building because it was on fire, and the other time my Mom stabbed me in the heart. Morbid aint' I?
In both instances everything went dark and I could feel myself floating, but I didn't wake up. The dream just went in a different direction.
Hmmmm, that is very interesting. I have never had that happen, I have always woken up! I wonder if floating is really what happens when you die?
omg you dreamed your mom stabbed you? heheheeheh Wow. Is your mom really that terrifying? :p But yeah. I will not accept death. I don't ever like to think about it. If I die in the next 10 minutes, so be it but I won't ponder it. heehee
Once, I died in my sleep. I was in this place and there was something that had to be done. The whole huge building was built of black stone, old and harsh and porous, and beginning to crumble. There were slaves kept inside, and an infection would drain the life out of them so some dark entity could feed on it. They were all abducted children, and some had resisted and grown up there, vowing to get the others out. I went down in to this cave system beneath the castle and.....it was just really creepy. There was this undead army down there, mostly children and animals. And there was this green glowing pool, and it made a terrible high sound, and I almost jumped in but didn't. When I went back to get them, they'd been found out, I was captured, and I died of the infection. When I woke, I was like a naked awareness floating in a void--total sensory deprivation. I was like this for an indefinite amount of time. I started singing songs to remember sound, and imagining rainbows to remember what little sight I had, and remembering all my favorite foods and flowers for taste and smell, but then everything got distorted, and I thought I was going mad. The first thing to come baack was touch, then hearing, then smell and taste, then sight, so at first I thought the returning sensations were me losing my mind.....it was creepy as hell. Later I guessed the time that passed was five to ten minutes, but I'm not sure. It could have been five to ten hours.
Holy fuck, creepy ...
Let me ask you all this
Some of you have stated that you would prefer to die in your sleep.
But what if the after life is the awakening through your dreams, and as you know, some dreams aren't exactly pleasant.
So, what if you die in your sleep and find yourself perpetually stuck in the worse nightmare ever, forever?
IMO, we ourselves are consciousness and we progress through the plains of existance throughout the strands of time. Our past experience help to hsape our current existance. Then with your choices, experience, and lessons learned in this present representation will carry us to the astral plain where we meet our higher self. IT is then that we face the deeds we have done. our regrets, failures, achievements, will be presented to your current self from our higher self.
The question then becomes, can you face yourself?
Everything you have done, to others, yourself, the planet, thoughts feelings, actions, wishes will be laid out for you to resolve.
This is why I strongly believe that you must resolve your issues with care, forgiveness, understanding, and love. When you face yourself, in the astral plain, no fear can reach you when shielded with such high frequency.
Of course many of you may be in absolute disbelief after reading the above, but please consider this.
We all vibrate at a frequency, everything and everyone does. We also have an affect on everyone else with our frequency.
E.g. Have you ever been depressed and caused some people or friends around to be so? Or caused others to distance themselves from you. Depression is a very low frequency and is not pleasing to the soul and body.
A person can easily raise their frequency by listening to upbeat music, relax peacefully, remember happy thoughts and smile, feeling great.
I do not fear death, as that fear will very well translate in to my astral self.
When we die, we do not take anything physical with us, but we do carry our thoughts and emotions, until we resolve them within ourselves.