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Bushido (the Samurai "code") instructed the Samurai to meditate on their own death each day.
That way, they could enter battle without fear of death because their own death had already become real and, thus, not frightening.
I wouldn't want to live a life of daily mortal battles, but I think the Samurai had the right idea about death.
Understand that it is coming and that it can come anytime, any day. True realization of this is a good way to get over fear of death or the delusion that desperately clinging to life is a healthy way to live.
To answer the OP: No, I'm not ready for a Happy Death tomorrow - I don't even know what that would be. But I'm ready to live a Happy Life today because I know I may be dead tomorrow.
For me, death is nothing but the continuing of the life cycle, everything has it cycles. My physical body is made up of recycled elements that were here 1000's of years ago, so in that sense, nothing dies.
I don't view death as something to be afraid of, no more than I fear waking up in the morning.
Death is a phase of life, and nothing to be feared. I think I will regret the loss of the people I surround myself with, but recognize it is a natural step and nothing I can change. The Deaths I hate even more are those who go ahead of me. As an introvert I have limited my close friends to just a hand full. Losing them is worst than me dying in my view. Will I be happy to go, depends on the situation. If I am sick, than I would see death as a friend, if I am still running full speed, I might wish for extra time. It will all work out in the wash as our time as humans is just a flash in the pan related to all of time past and present. There is one thing which would be good if I died tomorrow. I would at least be finished working with my in-law’s problems. That is a situation which is hell on earth without question.
I feel for you, man. There comes a point in the dying process when you wish it would "just hurry up already!" If it's any consolation, I've prayed for you and your family since finding out about your situation. Peace.
In my mind, death is just a continuation of the cycle.
I do believe our bodies are animated by an eternal 'us'. I did not always feel this way. I almost died twice and although I did not remember where I was, the sense was of something so incredibly marvelous that I really wanted to stay. I came back with no fear. I think if many of us really knew what the future had in store we might not elect to stay here. I think this is why most religions preach that suicide is so horrendous.
To me it is no matter if you are atheist or a 'believer'. It is a part of the nature of things.
I think, as others, live life to the fullest, hurt no one, take wise risks, dig in, enjoy. The joy will just continue on after you leave your body.
What most of us are concerned with is being parted from our loved ones. That causes pain.
A slow wasting away, alzheimers, cancer - these things are painful. The mere knowledge of my death, the inevitable, is not. I trust that Nature knows what it's doing.
I do not fear or worry about death. Contemplating my own death every day is what energizes me, it gets me through the day. I've been long ready to leave this planet with a smile. I have no regrets.
I once read that nothing brings you closer to eternity than travel. To others it may be something else that brings them closer to eternity every day. But, for me, it's always been travel. I've always wanted to travel the world, been there, done that. Just a few little places left to conquer, and at this point, if I get there, fine, if not, fine as well.
But every time I return from a trip somewhere I feel so much at peace that if the pilot were to tell the occupants of the plane that the plane is going to crash and there's no other recourse, I'd have to try hard to suppress the laughter. I would have no other choice but to suppress the laughter, for if I did start laughing, the other occupants of the plane would probably take me for a terrorist, that I had somehow rigged the plane to crash, and I'd be killed by having been beaten to death, pummeled by heavy suitcases over my head, before we crashed.
Giving to others, without expecting anything back in return, is another way I feel less fearful of dying. What a better high, than to give to others!
I'll die a happy man knowing that I found a way to trollject Anarcho-Capitalism into every singe forum thread I ever replied to!
Simple, easy goals are always a good thing
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