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[Xantalos]

Indeed. I suppose I should put that 'Ahmagerd, we all die one day!' but I find that pretty comforting actually.

We'll all die one day; it's inevitable.
I accept that it'll happen, I accept that I'll die, and, hell, when I do, I get to find out who was right!

Fuck that, I love procrastination so much that I'll do whatever's in my power to procrastinate death.

"Eh, I'll do it tomorrow."

[Wrex]

I refuse to allow myself to die. I'll do anything necessary to keep myself alive. ANYTHING.

Also: Playing Fallout 3. Have the GNR radio station on. A rather manic and catchy song comes on. Start humming along. Eventually realize it's about a serial killer. Feel a tiny bit of dread.

It's actually about a guy who simply could not stop screwing, and it's all in innuendo.

So, MZ.

[Vorthon]

I'm terrified of dying. The concept of cessation of existence is utterly horrifying.

[Xantalos]

You do that every night when you go to sleep.

[Vorthon]

... Then what do you call dreaming?

And dammit, now I can't help but think "Can't sleep; I'll cease to exist."

[Flying Dice]

I'm terrified of dying. The concept of cessation of existence is utterly horrifying.

This. Every day night between the ages of 10 and 15, roughly speaking. Now I ignore it through a combination of overwhelming apathy and nonreligious platitudes by way of Socrates, speculative fiction, and music with predictable themes.

You do that every night when you go to sleep.

You don't cease to exist. You temporarily lose consciousness. We don't go to sleep believing that we're never going to wake up.

[Descan]

I dunno, I have fun building huge retaining-walls on the beach to protect my sandcastles...

 

[Loud Whispers]

You don't cease to exist. You temporarily lose consciousness. We don't go to sleep believing that we're never going to wake up.

And if you do?

*Dramatic violins*

As for castles, I dig run off ditches to keep mine safe.

PROCRASTINATION +1

[Xantalos]

*Drains ocean*

[MorleyDev]

If you fake it until you make it, when you finally reach the point where others can say you've made it, can you even tell the difference any more?

[SalmonGod]

I share Woody Allen's sentiments on death.

I'm not afraid of death.  I just don't want to be there when it happens.

There's not any feasible consequence of death that I can find any reason to fear.  Ceasing to exist would be unfortunate, but obviously not unpleasant.  The only bad thing about it is I have to stop doing the things I want to do.... but I could say the same for going to work every day, and that's actually a miserable experience as compared to no experience at all.  As far as I'm concerned, 40 hours of my life every week is spent with a fate worse than death.

[Hanslanda]

I share Woody Allen's sentiments on death.

I'm not afraid of death.  I just don't want to be there when it happens.

There's not any feasible consequence of death that I can find any reason to fear.  Ceasing to exist would be unfortunate, but obviously not unpleasant.  The only bad thing about it is I have to stop doing the things I want to do.... but I could say the same for going to work every day, and that's actually a miserable experience as compared to no experience at all.  As far as I'm concerned, 40 hours of my life every week is spent with a fate worse than death.

This.

[Reudh]

I do not fear death. What I would fear would be life that was a small death, like locked-in syndrome.

[SalmonGod]

Ok... I lied just a little bit.

I deeply fear causing others to mourn me, and forsaking those who depend on me.  This is most of the reason I've bothered to maintain a stable life.  Otherwise, I'd probably have ended myself during my teen depression phase, or failing that become a full-time activist and subjected myself to the full wrath of all the powers that be.

[Flying Dice]

Frankly, I would take any form of sensation over nonexistence. Even being trapped in my own mind would be better; I'm confident enough in my imagination to believe that I would last at least a few hundred years before going completely insane even if cut off from all sensory input. Give me an ideal form of immortality (halted aging (likely via prevention of the gradual breakdown of biological processes) and functionally unlimited memory capacity; anything else is gravy) and I don't think I'd ever run out of things to do. Even without the improved memory, an eternal life of short-term memory loss would hardly being boring. Change it to true transcendence, and ye gods!


Maybe that's just because I'm a glutton for thought.