heaven – Back and Forth

Why are we so afraid of death? Is it the fear of the unknown? I bet it is.

But, that begs the question that why we are afraid of the unknown. What is it that we are so afraid of that we want to elongate our lives at any cost? Why do want to continue living even if in the most miserable condition?.. even if we have lost the ability to enjoy it?

When we enter this world, everything is unknown to us. And yet we are more curious than afraid… as children I mean. When we go to a new country or town, we are excited about finding out new things, but ofcourse we could argue that we already know about some things which are common all over the world, like humanity, shame, sex, and so on.

So, what is it about growing up in this world that makes us afraid of the unknown? Do we get so accustomed to the world and the rules applied to it, that we cannot imagine to comprehend something that might be entirely different from here.. which is I guess why we have fabricated a heaven and hell, where the same rules apply as this world.

The reason I’m wondering about death is because a close relative of mine has been diagnosed with cancer for the third time, and the doctors predict that she may not live for very long.

I wonder what it must feel like to have a sword hanging on your head, slowly dipping down, and you can feel every time it passes near to your head. I always think that if I were to be told about my time of death, I would do something like the bucket list, i.e. make a list about everything I want to do in this world and then jot down my life history, uninteresting even though it may be. But I wonder, would I really be able to go through with it? and would it be really worth it? Would I finally feel satisfied on my death bed that I have completed everything I ever wanted to do? or would I still feel the need to stay on a little more..

Seems like I’m rambling on a little, so let’s bring this to a close with this wonderful quotation: