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The Most Frightening Thing About Death

Fear Of The Ultimate Unknown

In answer to the question, “What’s your state of mind
As you’re contemplating the possibility
Of everything becoming nothing?”
there’s nothing

To refer to but our beliefs. When pondering
What death will be like, some may struggle terribly.
To think about such a thing they are not inclined.

The ’what if-ness’ of death is what people go through.
Avalanches of questions that can’t be answered
Flood the physical systems, yet what’s the trouble?
We’re like foam on the water or like the bubble
Or the puff of smoke. We know death can’t be deferred
People can’t conquer it no matter what they do.

Why don’t we want to give up? Just what do we think
We will get by remaining here a while longer?
It is ever so easy. Let go, and dissolve!
It is necessary for all life to evolve.
We cannot tear away from the way that things were
Even though our lives were not always in the pink.

The most frightening thing about death is that there
Might be something beyond it. It’s a mystery.
Yet the world is full of threats from other people.
Knowing whether to be regretful or thankful
Is all part of the death focusing fantasy.
There is no existence with which we can compare.

About Death

The Inevitability of Transisiton

What we know about death we must learn from the dead.
Does that sound facetious? I would rather it not.
The dead know all about death, the living, therefore,
Must consult them subjectively to gather more
Of an accurate picture than what can be got
From the rubbish pumped into the oversized head.

Otherwise, it is scary to contemplate death.
The most frightening thing is that it isn’t known
What will happen thereafter indeed if there’s one.
Information from others can satisfy none
Of the deeper questions. We are fantasy prone
Regarding the conditions after the last breath.

The devoutly religious, guided by scripture,
Have a definite blueprint of how it will be.
So they’re not as afflicted. There’s not as much fear.
In the flesh, no one’s vision is perfectly clear.
As one does contemplate the possibility
Of all becoming nothing, there’s certain allure.

We recall facing this world as little children.
Threats were plenty, and safety was not guaranteed.
There were all kinds of monsters, but behind them all
Is one’s own dissolution. And every close call
Reminds all that in life there is always the need
To ponder where we came from every now and then.