We are afraid to die. To end the fear of death we must come into contact with death, not with the image which thought has created about death, but we must actually feel the state. Otherwise there is no end to fear, because the word death creates fear, and we don't even want to talk about it. Being healthy, normal, with the capacity to reason clearly, to think objectively, to observe, is it possible for us to come into contact with the fact, totally? The organism, through usage, through disease, will eventually die. If we are healthy, we want to find out what death means. It's not a morbid desire, because perhaps by dying we shall understand living. Living, as it is now, is torture, endless turmoil, a contradiction, and therefore there is conflict, misery and confusion. The everyday going to the office, the repetition of pleasure with its pains, the anxiety, the groping, the uncertainty - that's what we call living. We have become accustomed to that kind of living. We accept it; we grow old with it and die.

To find out what living is as well as to find out what dying is, one must come into contact with death; that is, one must end every day everything one has known. One must end the image that one has built up about oneself, about one's family, about one's relationship, the image that one has built through pleasure, through one's relationship to society, everything. That is what is going to take place when death occurs

Death.......My only hope for salvation but hey make no mistake ...not now.. i still got to get full out of my life.......BTW alone in pacific.. I know how to make KCN and i believe its painless...
I guess some great nepali poet once said I think it was SAMA ( Not sure though)

"आयो टप्प टिप्यो लग्यो मिती पुग्यो टारेर टर्दैन त्यो!!!!!!! " So what is the fear .. Everyone here is destined for that.

dude,

Give that nick back to pacifier. I know you are not the original pacifier. You stole her nick. Give it back to her:@:@:@

I think the fear of dying is basically leaving the loved ones behind and wanting to be with them forever....................

Okie Pupiffy ... Am I missing something over here.......
And how in the hell i stole somebodys Nick???????? And for ur kind info. Pacifier nick belongs to me and oly me.. If u have any problems contact me:d:d

i totally agree wiht mansion. LOve is the thing which creates the difference. SOme love their money, some love family and some love somthing else. So they are afraid to end up all this and die. Thta is why is creating the fear of death.

Well I am trying to send comments on sajha but I don't know what he heck has happened to my computer...... I am not able to send anything in sajha.. since several days........

Well I am trying to send something todsay........ that's I don't fear death but death tries to fears meh........but I ain't like other people....... I am fearless perso

afraid of death naa I came soo close to dying little more than a year ago before that never really thought of it soo no death doesnt scare me
peace

Death...When you are born, you cry, and the world rejoices. When you die, you rejoice, and the world cries.
A friend of mine stopped smoking, drinking, overeating, and chasing women --all at the same time. It was a lovely funeral..

When the day comes, I will surrender and die but today I do not need to think of it as I am enjoying my life. Paradox, you sound like a pot head, paranoid as hell. I do not need to be reminded by some pot head that I have do die oneday. I am looking forward to that experience and not a bit scared.

Hi,
Ochin Mutuwa , r u really enjoying life or you being able to escape life! Our life in general is the activities of propagandas of some cunning minds , deep rooted fears and our own various reaxctions in defrent level. We always try to full fill our desires and wants. Desires and wants are the activities to conform memory of the past. So its repeatitive , mechanical and it degenerates the sensitivity of mind. So our living is actually is in past which means propagandas and desires , fears and so on are living through us. Surely to live is possible in the present and its very swift. If we dont have any type of fears, desires ,hope and recognition then we can live in presents which is the pure perception undisturbed by our conviction and ideas.

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.
Jack Cleary

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no i am not afraid of death but i am afraid of nepali gurls especially in US

I am not afraid of death but i am afraid of people i love dying thats the only thing that scares the shi* out of me
peace

Death is a very beautiful tool for me. Due to certainty of death, I can make myself free from all the cravings and attachments, to experience Freedom/Godliness. I can foresee myself on the pyre...

yes i am :s

Pagal dude! you are pagal for sure dude...why the hell do u have to post that pic.....:S geez so scary

Interesting stuff Paradox. Looks like you are quite an existentialist thinker.

For me, death per se is not as frightful as losing someone I love, to death. Now THAT is a thought that really scares me - to accept the reality that someone who was living, breathing, laughing, crying, fighting, loving, and doing much more is no more. I admire those who have gone through such pain and lived on despite their immense loss. I wonder if I will ever be able to bear seeing a loved one end up as the one in Paagal's picture.

As a psychologist, I often deal with the mixed views on Freudian theories, not just academically but on a personal level as well. While most of his theories have become either rejected or heavily revised, I cannot help but to be drawn to his incredible insight into dreams and what they can reveal about our inner feelings and thoughts. I have often believed myself to be unafraid of my own death. That's why I said earlier that death per se is not frightful to me. It's a reality I have reconciled with. But last night, I had a curious dream where I found myself hanging from the 4th floor of a building, in danger of falling, possibly to my death. In hindsight, I don't think I could've died falling from the 4th floor -- perhaps had massive injuries but death is less probable. But what jarred me was the absolutely fantastic fear that gripped "me" in the dream. I found myself saying frantically, "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die." I can feel the vibrations of that fear in me even as I write!

I was saved by some construction workers in an interesting twist to the dream which I don't want to bore you all with. But I woke up thinking "Geez, I really am afraid of death after all," with a true Freudian fervor for dream interpretations. So, I guess on a primitive level, which is what dreams are supposed to reflect, I do view death with trepidation. I don't want to overgeneralize, but am tempted to think that perhaps on this primitive level most of us do possess this fear of our own death as well. We may mask this fear with agility for different reasons, but if confronted with a threatening situation, I am sure most of us, if not all, will at least flinch in the face of death!

Some people say that those who fear death are those who love life to death. So, does it mean that those who proclaim otherwise in fact hate life? Now that's an interesting thought, isn't it?? : )

i'm not olny scared of the physical process of dying but also "just not existing anymore". and i see where ppl say that "death of someone you love is scarier than your own death". i might just be selfish but it's not that way for me...i mean there are a whole group of people that u love..some u love more than others...so if something happens to one of them, there are still other people that make your life worthwhile...i mean in a sense we go on living ....sure, you're gonna miss the person thats gone n all...tara if i'm dead myself...it's like losing all the people i love ...all at once...it means that i'll never get to experience what might have come...no more beautiful mornings, no more rain, no more holding hands, no more lazy sunday mornings, NO NOTHIN!!! but i guess once u're dead it won't matter.... tara pani to think about it right now ..i'm scared...

Simplegal -

A very in-depth analysis - thanks for sharing. I wanted to share a couple of thoughts running through my mind right now

- A lot of us , at some level, are often fascinated by our morbidity. Not least of all because it seems to run counter to everything else about life. I guess there is a bit of cognitive dissonance, if that's the correct term, in the minds of many people between trying to live life to the fullest and be happy on one hand, and reconciling that with the tension and discomfort of death on the other. That is what my mind is trying to process and internalize these days.

- Also, it is so true that survival is such a strong instinct, and that strength combined with a love of life, is what makes it hard for people to embrace death like you and others pointed out. What is interesting to me is how we go through the stages from denial to anger to a few others and finally acceptance and how important it is for people to accept, if not embrace, death in order to truly appreciate and life and live it to the fullest.

- To the last point, while you need to accept death, you cannot be so fearful of it that you stop living your life. I personally feel I should make merry while the oxygen still flows through my system. People who have chosen to renounce the world and develop detachments from family and loved ones at an early age, lets say in their late twenties or early 30s, also fascinate me - this is another subject running through my mind these days and I am curious to know if anyone has studied the thought processes of folks who make such a decision.

Just some random thoughts.

Thanks again for your insights everyone.

wow , this thread got life again.

Hi SimpleGal, thanks for such a nice comment.
Death is really scary although its completly unknown to us. Are we really afraid of death or about the idea about the death we have in our mind. I am not so sure, i am not psychologisit, but i have great interest on it. We really never think what we are and how we are living. we seem all the time struggling for something, to become something which means we are costantly denying what we are at the present. We are gathering so many things physical and psychological, so may ideas and thoughts. One day , we intelectually know death comes and it takes all we have gathered , cultivated. A complete peaceful end.
Sometimes i feel its really beautifull but again i dont want lose my identity,i want to continue what i am although i constanly try to deny, reject what i am now , while living.
it seems to me we human being are great paradox.
Hahaha