fear-of-death

One great enemy we must all endeavor to fear not conquering is fear. Fear can cripple purpose and purposeful life. Fear asks question we must fear. Fear makes vision a nightmare. One must always cross the barrier of fear to get to the great city of true purposefulness. A great number of us who are unable to live to accomplish the true reason for our existence on earth are unable to cross the barrier of fear in the first place.

I know my time will come soon enough, but I will not dwell on it. What is the purpose? We might as well dwell on the work of our teeth or on the mechanics of our walk. It is there, it will always be there, and I don't intend to spend my glorious hours looking over my shoulder to see death's icy face.

She was like a landscape you see from the train, and you want to stop just there.

There were no fear of death in children__ eyes because they had seen hanging, stoning to death and chopping heads in playgrounds and parks.

I live nearby a graveyard, that's where I get all my inspiration for wisdom and life

I__ just saying that you live every day like you__e challenging death to come find you, and other people live their days seeing death waiting for them everywhere._ He lifted up his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose while he talked. __t__ taking her a lot more than it would take you or me to sit in that car.

When I was younger, I would cling to life because life was at the top of the turning wheel. But like the song of my gypsy-girl, the great wheel turns over and lands on a minor key. It is then that you come of age and life means nothing to you. To live, to die, to overdose, to fall in a coma in the street... it is all the same. It is only in the peach innocence of youth that life is at its crest on top of the wheel. And there being only life, the young cling to it, they fear death... And they should! ...For they are in life.

Each man lives in his own universe and when he dies the world is over

The fear of not being remembered is a dangerous thing.

Our mind is our soul and we do not have any other soul. The concept of soul has been invented by ourselves to ease our fear of death.

Dreams, just dreams, it's all illusion

The origin behind myths and religion is human terror of annihilation. Human societies invented mythology and religion in order to militate against people__ fear of living a mortal life. People fear time as a destroyer of human happiness, human beings, and human societies.

Existential anguish derives from the human freedom to think and act, experience love for life, and fear death. We must decide whether we wish to embrace all experience and encounters in life or seek escape from various aspect of human nature. How we resolve to address existential anguish becomes a large part of our personal story.

We all want to become more than we are, we want to live forever, that is why we hate death and create the afterlife.

Everyone on earth is afraid of losing his/her life, and only a few are afraid of losing their time.

Fear of death is fear of surrender to Infinity. Learn to surrender, to exist at Infinity while alive, and fear of death dissolves. Fear of death is fear of the Unknown. Realize the Wonder, the Eternal Unknowability of the Totality of Existence, and fear of death is transcended. If happiness or freedom depends on the Answer to the Question, then there can be no happiness or freedom. The Question cannot be satisfactorily or finally Answered. For one who abides at Infinity, happy and free, at ease with his Ultimate Ignorance, the Question and the Answer are equally unnecessary. What began will come to an end. What is Wonderful is not threatened. The Process of the Totality of Existence is Transcendental and Eternal. Only a fraction of the Whole can pass away in any moment, since only a fraction of the Whole appears in any moment. Therefore, the Heart Itself is always already Full of Wonder and Love. "I" is the body-mind, the fraction of the Whole that is now appearing and will soon disappear. "I" must be surrendered to the Heart, to the Whole, which is Infinity, Wonder, and Love.

The vast and terrible depth."__f course,_ he said.__he inexhaustibility.___ understand.___he whole huge nameless thing.___es, absolutely.___he massive darkness.___ertainly, certainly.___he whole terrible endless hugeness.___ know exactly what you mean.

__nd I say you still haven't answered my question, Father Bleu.""Haven't I, dear lady? I thought I stated that death is merely the beginning