Hey guys. Today, I'll be posting about something that I had thought I had accomplished not giving a fuck about or escaping the fear of, yet it came back and hit me like a brick. So, here it is. You ready for it?
Death.
What does that word make you think of? What connotations do you have with it? What pictures are formed in your mind?
I was born an raised a Catholic. That being said, I do have a very open mind. I have considered what the various outcomes of other religion's afterlives would be while still keeping true to my own. I figure, hey if I'm right yay, if not I won't exist and then I won't care because i won't exist. However, it's one of those things you think you have down, but you don't REALLY realize it until later on. Later on just so happened to be right now.
While i had previously "accepted" either theory of afterlife or lack thereof, I started thinking about it more tonight. When I, or anyone really dies, if we don't have an afterlife then that's it. That's all. Those moments of your death are your last. Then you die, and there is absolutely nothing. Everything you had kept in your tiny little head that you never told anyone is gone. All gone. You don't even know it. You can't say "oh look i'm dead" because you are dead. Dead dead dead. You have nothing. Nothing has you.
That's the part that frightens me. I cannot imagine what it will be like when I'm not thinking, moving, breathing, speaking, or anything. I can't imagine what it will be like, and imagining it is useless because I will never feel what it's like after death. It's almost like wanting something really bad, but having some sort of hope. Except you know there is absolutely 100% no way you will know. As a kid, you wanted a toy, and you could imagine it, you COULD get it, but it likely wasn't going to happen if it was too expensive or what have you. Wondering about death with no afterlife, you have NO hope. You KNOW there is NOTHING beyond that point. Not even a glimmer of hope resides.
Don't even get me started on the social and physical aspects of death. That scares me almost as much as what's AFTER death. Knowing that you could die at any moment. Immense pain or no pain at all, it could happen anytime. All of the people you know and love will fade away from your mind, as you'll be dead. Chances are you won't be remembered in history, but what do you care? you are dead.
The pain that is most likely to come with death frightens me too. The saying, "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" comes to mind. In this case, there's no rebound for what killed you. you don't get stronger, since you just died. It's all a waste.
There's more I wanted to say, but the panic of this sudden realization of a previously known fact has finally left my mind. So I'll come back to this post.