(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Some of my friends and I were talking about Death and how we view it.

Some have admitted that they are afraid, others state they don't care and many others like myself have just stated that we accept the inevitable.

What's your take on the matter?


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I'm not scared. It's something we can't control. I could walk down the street and get hit by a bus, crash my car, get shot or stabbed, have a heart attack in my sleep. The only thing that get's me is if I was to know I was going to die. Say I got told I have an inoperable disease/tumour/cancer and told I have a year to live. I'd hate that, because you know the chance of dying is 99% unless you miraculously over come it. That's when I would be scared, because I'd know that each and every day I'm closer to knowing I'm going to die and almost when. I'm not scared of just going though, say in my sleep. I'd just be fucked if there was a thing called heaven and hell, but I think death is like sleeping. You have no recollection of sleeping, it almost feels instant from from falling asleep to waking up, besides having dreams, you don't know you're asleep and I think that's what death is like.

I'm in two minds about the whole death thing. Accept death? I laugh at people who say they accept death in a "what you gonna do" manner. It's the most unfair and cruel thing ever devised, why should we be leveled with all the other scum, we don't get any rewards for being good people we just rot in a hole and pretty soon after that we are forgotten. Sometimes I feel choked by fear when I think about it, the unstoppable power that is our impending death just really makes me feel weak and feeble. I really don't think it's something that anyone can ever accept and just say "shit happens", if you have such a light-hearted approach to death then you haven't thought about it hard enough.

On the other hand death is a gift, imagine the thought of endless time stretching out in front of you, I think it would drive a man insane. After all, we all make mistakes and carry baggage, can you imagine the amount of baggage you would have if you lived for a thousand years? I'm just seventeen and I'm fucking plagued by things everyday, thoughts and regrets that just follow me around.

Lets end this post on a more happy note shall we? Death makes life all the more precious, it makes everyday seem special, to know that you possess something that many people have lost. It motivates me personally, it makes me get up off the laptop and do stupid shit and have fun. It also helps me when I'm stressed out with school work and other things I just think to myself "Hey, this is nothing, you're gonna die someday asshole, so cheer the fuck up.". You will never really accept how precious life is until you accept how precious death is, and I'm sure you'll be happy when you do.

Im not scared of death. Im scared of not being able to live life to the fullest by the time I die.

I can understand why lots of people are scared of death and despise talking about it; things we have zero comprehension of can be very scary. Things can be belittled if have sufficient information on them to twist and manipulate in order to make ourselves more comfortable with them. We don't have the same situation with death; we don't even have really strong ideas let alone proven certainties on what occurs to someone after death. Personally though, I don't mind death, I'm interested in seeing what's beyond the grave. I want to find the answer to one of the oldest and most controversial debates of all-time; God vs. Science. The process of death is weird/strange to me; what happens to you? Obviously in the real world your heart stops and your body no longer functions but what happens to "you"? I can accept death but that being said I want to live a long and full life. The reason why I can accept death is because immortality sounds awesome; which at first I assume it does but it becomes a chore if you live long enough I think. You'll have the unfortunate pleasure of burying everyone you have ever loved. you will constantly find yourself with problems and other things that plague the average person etc. but ultimately it will get boring, the world has a finite amount of things to do and you will find yourself bored and wishing for death. Death is something natural and makes life worth living. No reason to live and do if you have an infinite amount of time in which to do so.

I do not fear death upon myself, but I do fear for the death of loved ones around me such as parents and siblings.
We were dead for billions and billions of years before we were born and it didn't bother us in the slightest - Mark Twain.

In a way, its something I fear, yet respect in the same time. If I do have a fear of it, it would be of dying young. Or possibly
even the way of dying. And the reason I say that is because I have a girlfriend of 18 months in a couple weeks, and I would
want my last words to be spoken to her. Actually, my greatest fear of death, is that my final words won't be "I love you" to her.
I would be more pissed of that not happening than at death itself.

However, I also respect death because I am partially religious and I'm not a very practicing catholic, but I have always lived
with the belief that God takes the best of us at the time he needs us. So in that aspect I respect death.

I used to be scared of death, now I accept it and couldn't care less about death.

I've got to the point of acceptance that when my pet died several months ago I was emotionless towards it. I don't know if that's normal but I didn't get upset at all.

I worry about it constantly. To me, there are four possibilities.

1. Heaven (everyone is in)
2. Heaven + Hell (selective)
3. You come back as another person
4. Nothing.

4 scares me, as a whole. I really can't comprehend it.
3 scares me as well. Basically, life is then a waste. In a gaming sense, imagine getting 15th prestige in COD, then getting reset, but not even having memory of getting 15th ever. Why try in life? I won't remember it, it won't effect anything.
2 scares me as well. Heaven is great and all, but to know someone you love could possibly end up in eternal hell is just as much punishment to me as it is them.
1 scares me too. If you live eternally in heaven, what do you do? As iDaniel said, wouldn't you make mistakes and have baggage? Couldn't you have baggage in heaven?

All in all, it scares me.