![]() What if it isn’t death which is to be feared? What if it is what lies beyond?Īnd so troubled did I slip beyond mortal understanding, stepping into a world as far forsaken by reason as I was now from life. It wasn’t until I was finally drifting off to sleep that a final intrusive doubt bubbled in my brain: That thought brought me great comfort as I felt the last erratic struggle from my heart against the inevitable conclusion I approached. When I was dead, I wouldn’t be capable of experiencing anything, so fear still had no cause. While I was alive I wouldn’t experience death, so there was no reason to be afraid now. Even as I lay dying, it seemed silly to me that I should be afraid of the emptiness which reason promised to expect. We have witnessed it, caused it, measured and recorded it to the last dying spasm of neuronal flickering. ![]() And so we cling desperately onto even the most dreary and anguished lives, suffering any known evil over our release into the beyond.īut death is not to be feared, because death is very well understood. We think it the final frontier – the greatest imaginable unknown from whose penumbral shores no traveler may return. That is why we humans, in our naive misunderstanding of the universal order, are gripped by the mortal fear of death. No monstrous visage discovered yet has been as terrifying as the infinite potential for horror which exists before the mask is removed. There is no fear as potent as the fear of the unknown. ![]()
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