As we age do we fear death, more or less?
Death is like McDonalds, I neither fear it or like it..
I'm pushing 60. Aging and its inevitable climax (to me) is just a fact of our existance. I often acknowledge that I have fewer years ahead of me than I do behind me, so, knowing that, I try my best to make the most out of each and every day.
Never surrender.
I've come close 3 times in last 8 years - now don't worry about it.
I will go out swinging and saying.. woohoo, what a ride!
What's the point?
It's like worrying about hair growing back after shaving.
It's gonna happen if you worry or not.
Knowing it can happen at any moment, I'd drive myself mad if I was inclined to worry about or fear death; so, I do neither. At this point, my biggest concerns are the impact it would have on my daughter, and my dogs. But, my daughter is married now, to as good a guy as I could have hoped for, and I am confident he would/will be of sufficient solace to her if/when I exit the show.
I don't fear death, I fear how I'm going to die. I don't want to die in agonizing pain, or in a prolonged way.
I think less, speaking to lots of older people over the years, you get used to the idea, have lost so many others, the mind and body become a handicap rather than an advantage. You have done as much as you will be able to do, you come to accept your time is nearing its end.
I have died twice and do not fear it at all. It was pretty cool!
While some may, I don't.
It's an inevitable end and why fear what happens to every living thing.
Life is death, and it leaps all around us.
I fear that time goes too quick. Inevitability Is upon us all... 99.9% sure that when I die it’s the end... I think about my family and that makes it hard... I lost my first wife at 24. Now 44 I can accept my fate. I’d sure like to stick around a little while longer.
I recall hearing that people are more afraid of speaking in front of a group than they are of dying. I can believe that some days. But as I've aged, I think everyone has their own perspective regarding having the lights go out on their life.
At one point, I remember going through a feeling of sheer terror for about an hour when I realized that I was really susceptible to death. I was probably in my late teens or early twenties and I sat in my car, frozen in the drivers seat, unable to move because I was so scared, until I realized that it was nothing I had control over anyway and what good was it doing me to sit there worrying about it?
Later on, I became so involved in living my life, I stopped even thinking about it.
Now, I'm more worried about what I can still do in the time I have left than I am about dying, but I hope that I can still accomplish some of the things I want to do before I die, because like John Lennon said "life is what happens when you're busy making other plans", and I'm just hoping there's a lot more life left for me.
I am indifferent. 32 years old and could not be interested enough to give a shit.
Things start to deteriorate to a point where it's not fun anymore ( I am not there yet but I can see what's in store ), so fear of death migrates into wishful thinking passed certain point..... Anyhow if there was ever a God and that was his idea then as designer he really really sucks !!!!!!! ( But I know damn well I am ranting to a hollow concept )