Are you afraid to die?

In this world, it's almost scarier living than dying. :2 cents:


But, no.
 
Death can sometimes be seen as a gift so, no.
 

member2013

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I don't want to hear anyone do the, 'Jesus is my savior,' shtick: while contributing to an Internet forum of this nature. Either admit that you're a fraud, or that you don't understand your own religious convictions.
 

dick van cock

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Hannah And Her Sisters said:
MICKEY (gesturing)
A Bud--? That's totally alien to me. Look, you're getting on in years, right? Aren't you afraid of dying?

Mickey's father walks offscreen again, to the kitchen sink.

FATHER (offscreen) Why should I be afraid?

MICKEY (loudly gesturing)
Oh! 'Cause you won't exist!

FATHER (offscreen) So?

MICKEY (gesturing)
That thought doesn't terrify you?

Mickey's father walks out of the kitchen, past his son, to
the living room.

FATHER (waving his arm)
Who thinks about such nonsense? Now I'm alive. When I'm dead, I'll be dead.

MICKEY (following his father, gesturing)
I don't understand. Aren't you frightened?

FATHER (offscreen)
Of what? I'll be unconscious.

MICKEY (turning and walking down the hallway)
Yeah, I know. But never to exist again!

FATHER (offscreen)
How do you know?

MICKEY
Well, it certainly doesn't look promising.

Mickey stops at the bathroom door at the other end of the
hallway. He starts to pound it.

FATHER(offscreen)
Who knows what'll be?

Mickey's father comes back on screen; he's carrying a plate
of hors d'oeuvres and an empty glass towards the kitchen.
He stops and looks down the hall at Mickey, who's now
struggling to open the bathroom door.

FATHER (gesturing with his hands full)
I'll either be unconscious or I won't. If not, I'll deal with it then. I'm not gonna worry now about what's gonna be when I'm unconscious.

I'm Mickey's father. :D
 
Totally!

Why? Because I think there's nothing after life...Its like you were never born and when I think about it I get a really bad feeling in my head. The idea that there's absolutely nothing(there's no word to explain it really) after life scares me.
 
I will share my own encounter with all of you here. And no I'm not making this up, it really did happen. I had an Aunt who passed away on Christmas Day 1998, after suffering from dementia for nearly a year, that she developed after a botched operation to repair her failing vision. She had gone completely blind as a result. She had mental problems (hysteria, paranoia) her whole life due to the trauma of a childhood accident where she was nearly burned to death in a fire. She was deeply religious also. When we went to see her that Christmas Eve, she was amazingly calm and at peace. She told us that it would be the last time that we would see her alive, because Grandma (her sister who had passed away 10 years earlier), several of her deceased brothers, etc, had come to see her in spirit that morning, and told her to say her final goodbyes for this lifetime, and to rest and be comforted with the knowledge that they were waiting for her, and that she was coming to them the following day for eternity. That following Christmas Day we got a phone call from the nursing home where she was living to tell us that she had passed away that evening. I've been both fascinated, and freaked out by that ever since.
 
So you're walking down the street and a man pulls a gun out on you and says hes gonna shoot you. You wouldn't be scared?

dave, he has seen war. roughneck is not going to be afraid of a street thug.


anyway, im not afraid to die, but i am afraid of what i will leave behind and never see again.
 

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dave, he has seen war. roughneck is not going to be afraid of a street thug.

I know he's seen a war.

I also have friends that have seen war that agree with me.

When a man faces death, wether it be an army or a thug with a gun, natural instinct should take over.

Unless of course, you're not human.

It's not about fearing the death, it's the fear of the dying.
 
So you're walking down the street and a man pulls a gun out on you and says hes gonna shoot you. You wouldn't be scared?
Been there. Done that. Had the thugs arrested.

Twice.
Without a shot fired.

Got the "Good citizen" award to prove it too.

Dave,

If you see nearly as much death as I do on a daily basis - you might come to a more intimate understanding of life and death. I see, treat, repair and fix life in all it's stages --- from helping in emergency deliveries of babies to making the elderly comfortable as they draw their last breath. I see human life at it's beginnings and I see how it gets extinguished. From babies to grandparents. I see human misery and suffering - and I also see joy and happiness. I treat rapists and murderers. I also treat philantrophists and teachers.

Many times we manage to cheat death and bring patients back from the abyss. Sometimes we lose, death wins and another life is extinguished.

Death and dying hold no fear nor fascination for me. I enjoy every moment that I live, because I know that I am incredibly lucky to have lived this long.

Fallen in love with my best friend, fathered wonderful children, seen much of this world and enough of life. Endured great hardships. Suffered and grieved over many personal tragedies. Witnessed great joys and accomplishments. I really could not ask for more.

If my life were to end the next minute - I would feel no fear nor anger. Just a touch of regret for the things I was unable to do more good in my life and a bit of worry for my wife and children.


I've made my peace with Death decades ago. I was wounded severely - thrice. I have severe burn scars that leave my left shoulder no 100% useable (ever been burned alive Dave?). I'm missing 21 inches of intestine and have only a partial kidney on one side (been shot with a 50 cal bullet and lost 3 pints of blood lately?). I set off airport metal detectors because of the shrapnel I still have in my body.

I've had my friends die in my arms. I've buried my mother. I've buried an infant daughter. Nearly ever other day, I break the sad news to some mother, to some father, to some husband or some wife that their loved one is no more, despite our best efforts.

Death isn't some mysterious spooky thing to me, Dave.
Death is every day life. Reality.

This doesn't make me "cold" or "inhuman" - my family, hundreds of my patients, their families and others will testify to that. It's just me and my personal outlook on life. It's just as simple as that.

I don't know why you find this incomprehensible. :dunno:


cheers,

PS: If you live till you are 60 or 70, ask yourself this same question then.
 
While death isn't something I'm looking forward to and it isn't something I want to happen (at least for a long time), I'm not afraid of it. I'm already content with my life. I have also accepted the fact, one way or another, someday it will be my time to go. I will feel worse for the people I have to leave behind than I will for myself.
 

Kingfisher

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Not so much the fear of death, as the fear of becoming medically brain dead, and having machines keep me alive, not being the person I was or telling people what I've done or seen, that's far more terrifying for me. I've told the people I care about, not to keep me alive that way. I've seen it happen to others, I don't want it.
 
i never was 3 years ago...didnt think i had anything to lose...but i fell in love with this girl in the past 3 years...and im not afraid to die...more so just to leave her behind...dont want her to suffer...i say she would suffer only cuz she's that type of person...like i can get over a death within a week, she cant...just hard to adjust for her...but gotta love her!
 
Roughneck, there is almost a gruesome poetry to your last post, I applaud your honesty and outlook, finely spoken!
 
i think you really can't know for sure if you're afraid of dying until the moment comes. with this premise i will answer the question.

when i was a child i was "afraid to die". i think that is a simple biological imperative. the usual adrenal surge followed danger situations, followed by panic and worry.

then, as an invincible youth, i was "afraid to die", but fearless. i faced dangerous situations with steely resolve, quick action, and cold logic.

now, as a father of young children, i find myself "afraid to die", ever vigilant for danger, always ready to take evasive action, or if need be, "take the bullet".

soon, as a twilight citizen, i'm sure i will be "afraid to die" in some new way, dictated by the biological imperative.

i never embraced any of the common beliefs of an afterlife. as far as i can tell, you just "switch off". my operating system has always dictated the following:
1. don't die
2. forge positive social bonds
3. spread the seed (bio, socio, ideo)

the rest is just gravy.

so the answer is. . .42
 

om3ga

It's good to be the king...
"Death doesn't really worry me that much, I'm not frightened about it... I just don't want to be there when it happens."
Woody Allen
 

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"Death doesn't really worry me that much, I'm not frightened about it... I just don't want to be there when it happens."
Woody Allen

What is the essence of that sentence in your signature? Did you have a poor father, or is that friendly advice? It is not something that you see in an Internet forum signature, so much. I'm just curious.
 

om3ga

It's good to be the king...
What is the essence of that sentence in your signature? Did you have a poor father, or is that friendly advice? It is not something that you see in an Internet forum signature, so much. I'm just curious.

Well........

1) My father died a couple of years ago....

2) It's a quote from Furious Styles (Laurence Fishburne): Boyz n the Hood (1991)
 
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