I wonder if dying is something to be scared of... Naturally... You say it's natural, but it's not natural to be scared of death. To experience death is impossible. People hold death close... and change it into something they can imagine. They change it into something they can experience. Even if you could live forever... first, all people you love would die. Then, the human race would go extinct. All life would disappear. Everyone would disappear. And only you would be left alive. Then a boundless time would pass. Space and entropy would become infinite. And you would witness the heat of death of the universe. In that empty space, you would live for millions, billions and trillions of years. And even then you wouldn't die, but rather simply look on for eternity.
The continuity of you being you would continue for eternity, but your mind would be destroyed. Your mind would be destroyed, but your continuity would continue. It's an unexpected infinite hell. It does seem incredibly fun, but.. Is that truly what you desire?
Looking at emptiness forever isn't happiness. Hehe, that's right. That's not happiness. Though it does sound like it would be fun to lose your mind and float through space for all eternity. Then you'll live a fantastic life. You'll have a wonderful girlfriend, great friends and a fun life.
For hundred of years. For thousand of years. For tens of thousands of years. For hundreds of thousands of years. For millions of years. For tens of millions of years. For hundreds of millions of years. For billions of years. For tens of billions of years. For hundreds of billions of years. For trillions of years. For tens of trillions of years. For hundreds of trillions of years. For quadrillions of years.
And even after all that, it wouldn't end. Because it's infinite, all of that would be a mere instant. It wouldn't end, after thousands, millions, even billions of times as many years as passed. The end would never come.
A wonderful girlfriend. Great friends. A fun life.
Would repeat for eternity. After a few hundred years, you'll begin to hate this happy lifestyle. You'll kill your wonderful girlfriend. You'll kill your great friends. You'll try to end your fun life. But on the morning of the next day, once again. A wonderful girlfriend. Great friends. You'll be surrounded by them again. Your fun life will begin. At first you'll get drunk on the pleasure of killing. Every day, you'll kill your wonderful girlfriend and great friends over and over again. But you'll soon grow tired of that too after a few hundred years. Then you'll try to kill yourself. You'll die. But in the next instant.
A wonderful girlfriend. Great friends.
You'll be surrounded by them again. Your fun life will begin. Then, you'll go insane. But yor mind will be returned to its normal state to force you to be happy. And then again.
A wonderful girlfriend. Great friends. A fun life. It'll continue for eternity. For eternity.
No one can experience death. To experience death is impossible. People hold death close... and change it into something they can imagine. But that's still.. imagination. Death isn't permitted to anyone. No one can attain death. Not a single person can experience death. Death never visits anyone. Death isn't something that can be attained. Those who can't imagine death live the specie aeterni. But humans imagine death. They live beside death. But even with death at their side, they don't own death. Making death one's own is blasphemy. The only world permitted to humans is life.. Life is next to death. Life is death itself. Life is something people should attain. Imagining death is nothing more than imagining pain. Other than that, the fear of death is vulgar as it is refined. The fear of one's own disappearance is a vulgar human fear. If you dont call currency vulgar, then neither can you call that vulgar. The fear of one's own death is no different from the mystery inherent in the use of currency. In the same way that currency is postponed value. Death is postponed fear. In the same way, even though the fear of death is nonsense, as long as humans live, it will follow them. Just like an angel whispering in one's ear.