Does the thought of death make you unhappy over and over again?

That death can crawl upon us in the twinkling of an eye is a fact we all must acknowledge. We by and large become unwary and live fully and vigorously forgetting that death is there in its full shape and size. This is an idea of immortality but when we come upon a dead body or read it in print or watch it on TV the thought gnaws us. When I hold a high rank or become outstandingly successful this depresses me. A thought of meaningless rocks me. I do not know whether I must turn to God seeking immortality or find a meaning in the idea of living. W hen I see a beautiful woman, young and mellow, the idea that she too will be outgrown by time and will be inflicted torments me. With that said I do not mean I am affirming my sainthood. No I am doing everything, carrying the burden of life with the rest of my compeers but the thought is always at large.

Do you forget death and live a fuller and merrier life all the while?

I don't actively worry about something so inevitable, I'm not built that way. I tend to think that I will ponder it more as I get closer to it, and if I die suddenly before it is expected then worrying about that beforehand wouldn't have changed anything, anyway.


I worry more about the death of loved ones, particularly my partner in life, I can't imagine the world without her in it.

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Originally Posted by blazeofglory

Do you forget death and live a fuller and merrier life all the while?

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Nope, I remember death and live a fuller and merrier life all the while.

Growing old depresses me a bit but that's it.
It is not my own death that makes me unhappy it's thinking about the death of people I love.
(Last year my father died and it really hurt, so I am afraid of my mother's death because my relation to her is even better than it was to my father).

I wish I never was born so why should I be afraid of vanishing again?

Best regards

Nope, not at all.

"I know I was born and I know that I'll die, the in between is mine"

Painful diseases scare me, though.

I don't think of death as an unhappy event. I know that i wouldn't like to die in absolute terror. so I guess how I will die concerns me more than when I die.

I'm inclined to side with Bach that transient life is innately tragic:

'What is man that Thou art mindful of him?' (Psalm 8)

Bach(J.S.) Piano Concerto No.3 2M Perahia

It's inevitable, but it is still a scary prospect. I imagine it is difficult to remain calm faced with death, or the gradual decline of your body.

I think ignoring it is unhelpful. Coming to terms with it, and using it to motivate the better part of yourself might be a good strategy.

For some - people with a lot of pain etc, it's clearly a relief - for the relatives too - though I don't mean that in a horrible way, but in the sense that watching a loved one suffer isn't nice.

My wife has nursed a number of people whowere dying. She always remembers a lady who died very peacefully with a calm mind. It made a great impression on her. I think that would be a good aspiration - for yourself and those around you. How you achieve this is the question though.

I watched my father die and it was most beautiful experience and if asked to do it again, I would. I learned how love is so much more powerful than fear.

There are some horrible ways to die that I wouldn't want to experience. Luckily, I'm trying my hardest to be dead by 40 so as to avoid those.

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep."

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Originally Posted by MarkBastable

Nope, I remember death and live a fuller and merrier life all the while.

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I like this.

(Picturing Mark jumping up and down with joy because I like his philosophy.)

Once that death has stared at your eyes you will not escape it, no matter how deep in the ground is the hole you dig to hide yourself. It will inevitably find us all. However, it must be a chilly sensation when it's getting nearer and nearer. I believe the most heartbreaking feeling must be to realize it has found you, and it will not give you some more time to finish what you consider to be your pending matters.

quick! everyone write their bucket list

1. visit Auschwitz

2. Get a reliably suitable wife, and have an epic journey with her all around the world... before the bucket comes to be kicked :p

3. watch the birth of my grandchildren