Why are we so afraid of death?

It is arogant of us to believe that we are born to live just a few years compared with eternity and live in a small speck in the universe and then go into oblivion.

Even 100 years is short compared with eternity. When we are young we think we will last forever, we think we are indistructable and do dare devil things. At about the age of 8 my mum and dad took me on a coach trip. I have never visited the pace in the whole of my life as my parents confirmed but when I arrived there it all seamed to come back, I was giving them all the names of the roads I took them on a walk and named various places before we got there, and even named the people living nearby. This put the shivers up me father and when I got back home, they seen the local mdoctor who sent me to be psycholically examined. I had various bits put on my head recording the brain waves, I was given a mental test. The results were equally amazing as it revealed that I had a very advanced mental age of an adult person. My parents were told they had a very gifted child and should be proud. I could play piano from the age of 5 and I am still in the music proffession to this day. I often get other things I cannot explain and I have skills about some things that I have never been physically taught to do.

At the age of 9 I caught a virus and contracted Pleuracy and Double Pneumonia and I got dangerously ill, my doctor thought I was dying and called another and as I was not expected to live, a Clergyman was called to administer the last rights. I was in a coma and my breathing was difficult and shallow. I clearly remember looking down on all gathered around the bed, I could even see my self but although I was quite aware, I was not affraid and considered it as natural as looking in the mirror. I was free from pain. I could see the Doctors pumping my heart, and I clearly heared the Doctor say I am afraid he's gone ! Mum and Dad were inconsoleable. I heared someone calling who I recognised the voice and felt I could be anywhere just by wishing and appeared there. I decided to go and see what she wanted. I saw a group of people and one person who I recognised as my Aunty was saying I could go with them, she said I would not have any more pain and It was great, I must admit I did feel really well. I told her that I couldn't as my Mum and Dad were very upset and besides I wanted to know what it was like to be an adult. OK she said if that is your wish, I went back and it became black, I felt a terrible crushing excrusiating pain, and my Mum and Dad were a blur I could see about 4 others surrounding the bed. Mum said Thank God its a miracle he's alive ! I went to the intensive care of the local Hospital and remained there for about 4 weeks.

I still believe to this day that there is a life after death, because I have experienced it for myself.

As the years go by it is like a countdown and although I am very much mindfull that we are all living a limited life of which for some the end is nearer than others, I live life to the full and enjoy each minute, but I know that there is another life waiting for us all. It is similar to life here but with no pain and where we can go at an instant not tied to the chains or restraints of human exsistance.

I would say people fear death because it is the unknown, it is irrevocable, and it is innevitable. As to the teaching to cope with it aspect, I don't know that anyone is capable of telling you how to accept Death, it is something you either accept, or you don't, however there are some texts that might help. I suggest reading "Mick Hart Was here" (I think that's the title..), "Tuesdays With Morrie" By Mitch Albom and "The First Five People You Meet In Heaven" also by Mitch Albom. Not only might they help you, they're all good reads.

"Dying will be the greatest adventure"

Its because no one knows for sure what death really means. And no one will. All they know is that it seems final and the act of death is scary. Will it be painful, will it be lingering or sudden. Most people hope they go in their sleep. But i think there is no concrete evidence of what happens once we die. All the various religions give their interpretation of what has been promised in one way or another, and i'm not knocking any of that. We all need something to hold onto to make sense of everything. But the bottom line i think is that no one living knows. So that maybe what scares them.

When the lights go out finally, sounds pretty scary to me! If all the religion is wrong and there really is nothing when we die, the end of a person's existance is pretty depressing if you ask me! The world is full of amazing sights and experiences, to suddenly not have any of those.........and to leave this world is sad. Thats why I believe in the saying we only live once, so make it a good one!!

I've been to the point of death a couple of times and it's no big. I was almost killed in a mining accident-almost died from a bleeding ulcer-almost drowned-my uncle almost shot me-cracked up on my bike and a couple of other times. I am a Christian and know that when it is my time to go that will be it. So far it's kind of peaceful and I don't fear it at all.

Religious people don't fear death as much, they know think they've follwoed the right religion, and therefore are fine with death, it's normal ofcourse.

However if your not a very good, (religion here) then you might be a bit afraid

Normally, it's just because you don't want to leave this world, because you like your life.

A fear of the unknown

It's the unknown - who is qualified to teach you how to cope with it?

Dying is easy -it's living that scares me to death

persons are petrified of dying because of the fact they do no longer comprehend something approximately it. human beings see that as no longer taking the present with no attention. at the instant they are no longer petrified of dying considering's no longer waht is on their minds. at that element they're petrified of being previous due or they have another reason ro utilising like that.

Because it's final - There's no going back.

And of course, a fear of the unknown.