I, like many other people, have spent most of my life scared of death. I used to get a gut wrenching feeling in the middle of the night that would interfere with my ability to sleep. Counselling, meditation and religion were all equally fruitless ventures. But fruitless as they may be, this feeling - through time – began occurring less and less. Described below are some non-definitive and continually explored key factors as to why that horrible feeling I’ve mostly had within the privacy of my bedroom (and once during a cinema screening of Resident Evil) has edged its way out of my gut for good. Be prepared to see answers strategically placed as questions…

Death comes for us all. It’s a universal truth and a fact that is generally best avoided if we wish to enjoy the delicacies of everyday life. But is there really any reason why we shouldn’t instead embrace it?
I’m about to give you five.
1) We are supposed to die.
You have the choice to live forever. Right now. But… nobody else can join you. What would you choose to do?
Everyone you’ve ever loved, dead. You however, choose to stay in this world forever. It’s only a matter of time before you not only wish you were mortal again but you would beg for the chance to die.
Now the same dilemma again, but everyone else can live forever also. Things will be fun for a long, long time. But how long before all possibilities for amusement are exhausted? That day will come, and once you think about the ramifications you will be thankful you never have to see it.
2) Your body is a host, maintained by other beings.
What causes us to age? When we die why do we decompose? Here’s a theory I agree with: ‘time’ doesn’t age you. You decompose, you age and you die because of microorganisms and you live so that an unfathomable (i.e. unknown to me without searching the internet) amount of these organisms can survive. Hell, you wouldn’t be alive if they didn’t need you alive; you are the machine, the host of hosts that they administer to enable them survival. God’s children? Unlikely. The prophet Mohammad once said, “The Devil sits on long nails”, we now not only know that the devil does not sit on or under our fingernails literally but metaphorically; it is harmful bacteria that sits there in his place.
Regardless of whether you believe in an afterlife or not, take a moment to think about what material things you really own. Will your house accompany you in heaven? Will you be able to sneak a few canters of water into hell? Now the most basic, troubling or perhaps liberating question regarding ownership: what about your own body whilst you are still alive? Think about how many deaths occur each year that are not within our control, completely undermining that control of our lives. Imagine somebody cut off your arm; can you still control it once it is lost? No, you no longer ‘own’ it… but was it ever truly yours?
3) Everything dies.
Even the Universe. What makes you so special?
Let’s start here: you are the Universe. You are celestial sprinkles, minor molecular moments of madness, assorted and anarchistic atoms. No matter how creatively alliterative I attempt my sentences they will always be destined to someday perish. The same goes for everything.
You’d like to think all the hard work you do or have done will pay off one day, that perhaps you will leave a mark on history or that your righteous actions will even grant you access to a world that succeeds our own material one. The most likely of truths is one that defines your vision misguided, one that wipes out your achievements when the Planets, Galaxies and Universe reach a climactic end. In other words, you are wasting your time. I know what you’re thinking, “How can this possibly make me feel better about dying?” Well, consider what fear is exactly. It’s being scared of loss. Should you still be fearful when in all probability you have nothing to lose?
There are no uninhabited, open spaces of ‘nothing’. Where solids and liquids are not, gasses inhabit the remaining space. Time and space within the Universe is completely filled. We are inside that ball and therefore comprised of the Universal elements meaning once the Universe dies so do we. But once dead we do not simply disappear into oblivion, we merge with the Universe only in an entirely different way to when we are alive (energy doesn’t dissolve or die, it transfers. Burn paper and it turns to smoke).
Life continues just not as we know it, which conveniently leads on to my next point…
4) Death is an unknown experience.
Have you ever been curious about what happens once you are dead? What would you feel or see? Maybe you are religious and wonder what heaven looks like? There was a mention of fourteen virgins; do I get to pick which ones I get? Do I still get virgins in hell, or do I have to settle with used goods? Can I have an advance on my virgins before I die; I’m thinking five will do me? When I eventually get my virgins do I keep the body I die in or do I revert back to my prime i.e./or a buff persons body?
Naturally (and stating the obvious) nobody can answer these important, opaque and necessary questions not even the wisest science professor, spiritualist, priest, imam or kohen. Personally I am curious, and there’s every reason why you should be too. As animals we fear what we don’t understand and the only way to understand this experience is to die. As much as eating shellfish, freeing our children from our cosy confines to live independently or trying uncouth sexual positions for the first time may be daunting it may be unfair to compare the similarities. However; historically and continually human beings travel into the unknown, whether it be launching aircrafts into space, trying new cuisine or otherwise. Just because we cannot document what we learn after death it should not deter us from our sense of exploration. After all, it’s what ultimately drives us.
5) You are already dead.
In two ways!
The acclaimed novel Fight Club makes an extraordinary insight. The quote is as follows, “On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero”. If you consider the fact that we are in the first second of the first minute of the existence of the Universe then what meaning does that give to our lives that have, in light of this context, never existed at all?
In another sense, my second and more expansive point, you are not the same person that came out of the womb of your mother. Physically and mentally. All the tissue you once possessed is long dead (regenerating every seven or so years) and your memories have long been eradicated from existence.
Consider a person with Alzheimer’s disease. The world of beauty they once knew is crumbling around them as a vast number of memories fade from their minds everyday. Their first kiss, the names and faces of all they once cherished, the house they lived in, their very names… forgotten forever. Yet they still live and breath using their body regardless. How many times have we been reborn? Our ethics, our passions, our styles and tastes? How many memories have we lost to time? Why fear what has already befallen you and all that has ever existed?
So conclusively what I’m trying to say is this: don’t fear the reaper, man. Bill and Ted beat him, and if they can do it ANYONE can do it.