alright. death. large topic.
when we die, we die. no heaven, no hell. (sorry for you religious people). im not afraid of death. we shouldnt be afraid of death. its a beautiful thing.
if my friend came up to me, pointed a gun in my face and said: "I will now kill you. i have no guilt about this", I wouldnt be scared. sad, of course, because i trusted him.
sad, because i have so much to live for. i havent done anything amazing yet. after all, i am only 15 years old. i havent gotten my Ph.D in philosophy or symbology. i have so much to look forward to.
but not scared.
why would i be scared of something nobody understands, and once it happens, doesnt concern me anymore?
it WOULD suck to be dead. but you dont know it sucks, because you ARE dead, therefore you have no notion of anything whatsoever. you're not there, but you dont know it. because the "you" in that sentence doesnt exist.
know, i know im not an amazingly smart person like everybody in this forum, but i say this: death only happens once. make it count.
lying on my deathbed, with knowing the inevitable will soon happen?
not for me.
i want to die in an explosion, getting shot by trying to stop a burglar or a gigantic car crash that will make the n.1 story in america.