Fear of death

[Welsh cake]

Because it doesn't end, just the concept of eternity is what scares me. I know this probably sounds really stupid from your point of view but just the fact that once I'm dead I won't get another go at life.

Eternal oblivion is not a terrifying ordeal or disturbing like life can be at times. You won't know you're dead, or ever alive to begin with, no different from going into a very deep sleep.

I guess its because there are so many things I want to try and experience but 80-100 years (If lucky) isn't enough time for them all., We all have once giant timer that eventually runs out, thinking about this is wasting my time and that's what annoys me I think.

Yes I can see where you're coming from, but that's as senseless as regretting you'll never get to live or experience the dinosaurs - living breathing sauropods wandering through dense woodland. For example, I'll never get to experience a day in 1950s Britain with steam locomotives racing up and down the countryside. Heck, the Universe is some 13 billion years old, we've both missed countless events already. So what? We had to be born, live and die right here, right now in this time, otherwise we would not be.

Gosh I wish reincarnation was real so then I wouldn't have to face eternity!

Okay, then you'll have to endure eternity being endlessly reincarnated over and over again. With each life you'll carry the fear of death and desperate struggle to survive over in the next. The next life you could return as a bacterium, ingested by a larger life-form you'll die quickly, and reappear as a mayfly, live only a few hours then die, then you'll come back as, and so on, and so on. You'd suffer an incalculable amount of pain and hardship...

I wouldn't wish reincarnation on anyone.

Compared to an eternity death is just around the corner, waiting in it's silence to take hold of you, to relieve you of all your dreams and thoughts, to put a silence to your voice, never to be heard from again.

Sounds very peaceful to me. Life has denied most of my dreams and drowned out my thoughts with its maddening chaos anyway. Not to mention society has much pretty silenced my voice, strangers have shunned me with their apathy, neglect and indifference anyway. The consolation with death is that I won't know I'm nothing, I'm a nobody. Its an enigma how the state of not being aware of anything is strangely tranquil.

Everyone should fear death for what it does to those that are left behind.

Just because you fear something doesn't mean everyone should. Ever asked yourself why we don't fear oblivion?