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Do you think about death?

Yes, all the time, because of a tragic bereavement and also because of my age. The thought that on paper I'm already much closer to my death than not to my birth, and it could be all over tomorrow anyway if I'm very unlucky, makes me physically sick.
 
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If I was a cat I’d be on my 27th life. Death is always there waiting behind me yet I keep cheating him. In a DMT trip, an extraterrestrial told me it’s not my time to die yet but when the time comes I’ll be rewarded. When it happens it happens. You only die once so l make sure if I’m asked if I had any regrets by the GODS(most likely the Devil) I can answer with FUCK NO!!!
 
I used to be consumed with death, well my own anyways. After nearly dying back in 2014 I have become very afraid of dying. I want to live forever now after finding inner peace & self love.
 
After having 7 fainting episodes in the last 10 years (3 in the last 2 years) I have absolutely no fear of death whatsoever.

Death is like fainting except you don't come back. Now getting to that point might not be pleasant (eg. heart disease or cancer) but the point of death and being gone does not scare me in the least.

On the flipside I want to eek out an existence as best as I can so I can be around to see my sisters, and my neices and nephews get married.
 
I love life extremely much. I want to live for 5000 years if possible.

But, if God tells me its time now and materializes a pistol on my keyboard like he materialized objects before, to underline that its him and not me imagining things, I check the chamber, cock it, declare my undying love to the anything and all and blow my brains out.

I completely lost all fear of death and gained genuine Faith.

I would never lay an ill finger on another, because their life is their dominion, but I, as steward of my beloved dominion would pack right up and go if the Prime Mover called for it and gave it substance by translocating the means before me.

Death, like life, is a temporary transit to the next phase, an eternal process.

Once you've seen what I've seen, no fear of death, no lack of faith.
 
I am still phobic of death and while this like any phobia is never anything other than irrational it is unique in as far as that even the most fearless cannot defeat or get over it.

I have made infinite progress since first loosing sleep as a child pondering the concept and my comfort now has only become born due to acceptance - like many I spent the early part of my life in total denial of the fact I would die, but while I honestly believe I have made progress in so far as I am now largely accepting of my mortality I still experience baseless fear, most likely due to my formative brain washing as a Roman Catholic which, despite my knowing better through my understanding of post - enlightenment natural philosophy, cosmology, astro and general meta - physics, has still left me with a belief in God. Yes, its a backwards notion specifically designed to help cretins like me cope with mortality but with only 7% of the world having so far identified as atheist, I am not alone in my moronic hold onto fairytales. I have required revival from an OD, coming too after an IV naloxone dose was delivered via a cannula sited in my hand by a paramedic after over 20 mins of unconsciousness. While I have probably been closer to death on more occasions I wish to acknowledge, this was the one occasion where my life was saved by 3rd party interventions and as disorientating as the experience was I remember the final moments prior to my losing consciousness and the haze of coming to, as because the incident happened after I 'cleaned' up while stealing a chip (the reduced tolerance being a possible contributing factor) I had the good luck of simply waking up and not going into WD's as a result of the naloxone. Remembering the finest of details here means I also remember what the 20mins were like while under - I just did not exist. No light at the end of the tunnel, no life flashing before my eyes, no dreams or even lucid regard to the fact I was 'sleeping' - just a big void that I assume relates to what one experiences after death. I mean, it must be the same sensation as the one I felt on D-Day in 1944, exactly 35 years to the day before I was born - just an overwhelming blast of not being there.
 
Safrolette said:
Yes, all the time, because of a tragic bereavement and also because of my age. The thought that on paper I'm already much closer to my death than not to my birth, and it could be all over tomorrow anyway if I'm very unlucky, makes me physically sick.
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Why?

In the ancient day's I would be a miracle. Being alive at my age, 48.

My mother and granny would be death. So would be my ex-wife so my children would never have been born.

I probably would be death for sure by Pneumonia at young age or blood poisoning.

Not that i am happy, but Bluelight among other's keeps me going.
 
From an early age I have thought about or obsessed at times. I wrote things down on paper and drew death in my doodles lol I was always curious about death and how/why we exist. I remember my mum finding one of the things I used to write in my booklet and she seemed kinda worried and asked me why I was writing stuff like that lol. Yep I think about people passing a lot, have been suicidal a lot and try not to think about it now as much as possible but it's always there. I would rather die than end up with severe brain damage.
 
When you die, you astral project out of your body permanently and move through the Afterlife towards your next life. Your next life picks up where your former life left off. This will go up and up until you have become the totality of everything. You will literally BE the Multiverse. After that, you willingly collapse yourself from the Greatest to the Smallest and do it again, for all eternity.

Every single thing and thus every being, its all you.

So, be nice.
 
iTry91 said:
From an early age I have thought about or obsessed at times. I wrote things down on paper and drew death in my doodles lol I was always curious about death and how/why we exist. I remember my mum finding one of the things I used to write in my booklet and she seemed kinda worried and asked me why I was writing stuff like that lol. Yep I think about people passing a lot, have been suicidal a lot and try not to think about it now as much as possible but it's always there. I would rather die than end up with severe brain damage.
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You are way ahead of me.

I am doodling a lot along the way, seriously it's art.

The art of using it , to work thorough thru situation's. Is very good, I do it when necessary. Formulating your thought's is useful.
 
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