In my last post I was asked in a comment why I don’t fear death, what brought me to that attitude towards it.
I would guess that due to the amount of death, ‘near death’, and ‘about to die’ that I have seen due to my work it has driven me to think about it a bit more than a ‘normal’ person would.
The two things that influence my thoughts about death would be my atheism, and my grasp, tenuous as it may be at some times, of logic.
Firstly, my atheism, means that I have no fear of a Heaven, or Hell, no Limbo (and sadly no Valhalla). So I don’t think that there is anything after death. You die, and you stop. Stop thinking, stop feeling, stop worrying about work, or family, or why the cat keeps scratching your sofa.
And if I stop thinking, then there is no consciousness, and therefore no experiencing of anything, including time.
So when I am dead, that’s it – I won’t feel anything because I won’t exist anymore. When I sleep I have no experience of time, no feelings of pain, no nothing. I don’t worry about if I am going to wake up because my conscious...
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