Response/ I imagine death to be what it was like before I was born. Didn’t mind it then, won’t mind it again.
Two quotes are especially helpful here:
“I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.” – Mark Twain.
“I’m not scared of dying, because I’m an atheist. I won’t even know I’m dead. You know why? Because I’ll be fuckin’ dead.” – Jim Jeffries.
Also, death is the ultimate fear of the unknown. No one who has ever died has come back to life. No one knows what it’s like. Heaven becomes a guessing game used by religious people who fear that unknown. It’s ridiculously comforting to know that a wonderful, exquisite world of endless joy and bliss awaits you when you die.
Which brings up an interesting point: Why does any Christian fear death? Why, when a Christian person is dying, do they not get excited and refuse all medical treatment?
My answers to these questions include (1) perhaps Christians aren’t as confident in their god as they think they are, (2) they’ve all lived horrifically sinful lives and aren’t convinced they’ll get into heaven, (3) they don’t believe in the heaven that is taught to them for some reason, and (4) so on.
It’s kind of a fascinating thought, though. I understand not wanting to leave your love ones behind, but when there is nothing but unbridled, unapologetic, awesomeness ahead of you, why the fear?