kevan wrote...
What I think of death is nothing. Yup, nothingness. Once our biological parts fail, we are shut off from the world. We're done, we're over, we're a blank slate. You have nothing, you are nothing, the end.
I agree with this. I think it's very much just like before you existed, just "not there"... I feel no fear of this in and of itself. I'm more fearful that I'll bite it before I get to see more interesting things or the world go down in flames. Hey, if the "end" is upon us, I wanna see it, dammit.
That thing I posted earlier; merely a fun link I saw. I have a morbid sense of humour.