Indeed, it is only the manner of my death which I might 'fear', as such. the idea of being dead - is a contradiction in itself. You cannot BE dead, death is not being, and like David Hume said, you should no more fear that state as you would when you contemplate the eternity of time before you were born.Mike Strand wrote:Chaz, you said it well:I agree with your viewpoint! Life can be good, and my enjoyment of it should not depend on whether I cease to exist with the grave or not.But even so I don't see death as as some kind of salvation even if my last gasp is horrific. Life is good, I love it. Death can only ever be a disappointment.
My point is that death need not be feared. I think fearing death can take away from the good life. Those who are told by religious zealots that they are damned and start believing it may have more trouble enjoying life than those who think biological death is the end.
Yet I would live as long as i can, and the fact of death does render all human action meaningless.
When I had cancer 3 years back, I had plenty of time to contemplate my demise - I know it is going to be fucking horrible, if (more likely when) my cancer returns; the treatment was bad enough and the dying is not going to be pleasant.
But those who accept death without any qualms at all are not really living to enjoy life.