I fucking hope not.
The other night I dreamed Uncle Scrooge solved The Lament Configuration, so Huey Duey and Louie went to the pain dimension to rescue him. I don’t want to dream, I just want to die in peace.
free
Lol, no.
People are afraid of a state they cant even feel or be concious about. The actual dying may not be fun though but being dead is the easiest thing you can be.
Not that i recommend it… I like life still. Its beauty out there once you leave your matrix office.
Fear of death is actually just fomo for me
Me too! But after facing off with death twice, arguably three times, and having saved my own ass with no help, I got perspective.
The end is scary as all hell, but not so bad as one might imagine. Your brain locks in, searches for any possible solution. You’ve never thought faster! But there’s a certain, and weird, sort of calming thing I can’t describe.
“Welp. This is it. This is how I go out. Done here. But what if I…” And that’s it. You either win or lose the “what if I…” gambit. If you win, man, what a feeling! If you lose, meh, you’ll have no idea you lost.
I’m a panicky little bitch, first wife called me her “nervous little Chihuahua”. (Also called me her “gay husband who likes pussy”. Spot on!) But faced with certain death, not, “Oh my god that car wreck could have killed me if I hadn’t dodged!”, but certain death by electrocution or drowning, no one around, meh, there’s a calm I can’t describe. Do or die. Pick one.
Most grateful to have faced all that. Not so panicky anymore. Maybe a little…
One time I was at my shitty camp in the swamp, thought I might be having a heart attack. Sat down to chill and thought, “Well. Not such a bad way to die. Nice day! Beats a shit-stained hospital bed. Look! An osprey!” (Spoiler: I didn’t die.)
No making true peace with the reaper, not for me anyway, I want to live forever and FOMO is my main fear! But a bajillion other humans have faced it, I can too. But what do we say to Death?
Yes, a temporary loss of consciousness is close to death. Well, at least from my understanding. The ‘experience’ itself doesn’t keep me awake at night (nothing does), but the idea that this will all suddenly end just as quickly as it began for me is at least a bit uncomfortable, lol. I’ve had a great life though (and I’m only in my early 30s!), I can only be grateful for this wonderful gift.
Great! Vonnegut described being born thusly:
“To the As-Yet-Unborn, to all innocent wisps of undifferentiated nothingness: Watch out for life. I have caught life. I have come down with life. I was a wisp of undifferentiated nothingness, and then a little peephole opened quite suddenly. Light and sound poured in. Voices began to describe me and my surroundings. Nothing they said could be appealed. They said I was a boy named Rudolf Waltz, and that was that. They said the year was 1932, and that was that. They said I was in Midland City, Ohio, and that was that. They never shut up. Year after year they piled detail upon detail. They do it still. You know what they say now? They say the year is 1982, and that i am fifty years old. Blah blah blah.”
Enjoy what you get!
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