What does death feel like?
Nothing actually. Death feels like nothing. You have to be alive to experience and feel.
Can you remember what it was like before you were conceived? The universe has existed for about 13.7 billion years.
Do you remember any of that?
Well, death is the exact same.
Without a functioning brain, you cannot have a consciousness, you cannot feel, you cannot experience.
You are dead.
To be dead is to be at peace.
The dead have no memories.
The dead have no trauma.
The dead have no fears, no phobias, no mental health issues, no self hatred, no self loathing, no low self esteem.
Why do people fear death so much?
Well, death is the only thing that the human brain has never experienced. The human brain is terrified of the unknown. The human brain likes to have the answers. And if it can’t have the answers, then it creates the answer. See “gods” for an example of this phenomenon.
This is why humans have spent so much effort to convince themselves that there is a life after death. There isn’t. This life is all you get. There will be no other.
Humans like to think of themselves as individuals, each unique in their own special way. But we’re not. What is so special about humans is that we can transcend death not by living after our death, but by passing on our knowledge to the next generation. It is our knowledge that transcends death while our corpse rots and festers.
I am comfortable with my death.
I know that my experiences will live on long after I have been put to sleep.
Yes, I am afraid of dying. But this is more due to the fear of potential pain or of the procedure being botched.
But death, death I welcome it. My death will settle my anxiety and my death will release me from the grips of my depression.
My death will forever erase the memories of the babysitter and of Captain McRae. My death will remove from me the memories of my sexual, physical, and mental abuse at the hands of the various persons who were supposed to be looking after me, caring for me, and keeping me safe from harm.
Am I sad that I see death as my only option?
Death is all around us. Try as we might to pretend that death does not exist, it does.
And life is not as valuable and unique as we’d like to pretend that it is.
America has already had 35 mass shootings in less than 23 days of the year so far. But reducing the death toll by implementing gun control would be to much for the 2A supporters to endure.
Car culture in Canada has killed 45,582 people between 2001 and 2020. Changes could easily be made to reduce this death toll, but this would inconvenience car drivers.
In the 10 year period of 2008 until 2018, there were 6,102 deaths by suicide in the province of British Columbia.
These figures don’t include deaths due to illnesses, or any other means.
And as of this writing there are well over 7,888,000,000 people existing on the face of the Earth. We’re not unique.
Is my life unique?
Is my life special?
Is my life enjoyable?
Will my life ever be free from the turmoil and grief that was bestowed upon me by others?
My time has come.
I am tired.
I should be allowed to leave when I want.
I should be allowed to leave via a painless method administered by a professional who is trained to properly induce death in a compassionate manner.
Death cannot hurt me any worse than what I’ve endured.
In fact, death can release me from the pain and the torment.