Everything dies. It's simply the way it is. So you just have to live the life your given.

God will call me home whenever He chooses.

Yeah, I'd agree, but isn't that pretty much the same thing?

It's actually hard to answer this question honestly. I don't think I'm all that scared, but I'm unsure if I'd feel the same in a life or death situation. I've played situations out like this in my head, and I act calmly in theory, but who knows how it'd be in reality?

My feelings exactly.

Big difference. When I'm mch older I wouldn't mind life ending so much. Still wouldn't be scared of death.

The only thing I fear is God.

Fear that he exists or fear what will happen if he doesn't?

Either way, if he does you will be forgiven for your sins.

If he doesn't your life will end and you will be at peace.

And anyway i remember you saying a while back that you didn't believe in God.

I'm not afraid of death or the process of dying. I'd be much more scared if i knew i was going to live forever to be quite honest.

Interesting thoughts here.

Going by the concept that the days of life of each person are numbered from the start, one might say that the "process of dying" begins from the moment that you take your first breath; from then on, your predetermined (though usually unknowable, unless you're in an extreme situation such as death row) number of days start to tick away...so we're all "dying" even as we speak.

Some people are saying that they don't want to die before accomplishing something, maybe to be remembered by. My question is: what if you don't? Most people don't. That is the reality of our world. If you think about it, only a handful of George Washingtons and Napoleon Bonapartes will ever arise, in the history of mankind, and be remembered in any significant capacity. Most others will MAYBE have their name in a newspaper a few times, if they happen to be locally noteworthy. Ultimately, your odds of lasting recognition and remembrance in the history books are quite poor. Truth is, most people are eventually forgotten by the world.

Zucas brings up a good point. Currently, Adolf Hitler is just as dead as Mother Theresa is. Their lives, while drastically different, ultimately met the same EXACT end: death. Whatever amount of good we do will not save us from the same fate of that of a mass-murderer. So what's the point of morality? Why waste time with the relative standards of "good" and "moral" when you only have a short amount of time on this earth to do whatever you want?

I believe the answer is that there's more to it than this. There's a bigger picture than just living life, being good, and dying; what a miserable, hopeless existence that sounds like. After all, some people have no family... some people have no friends... some people have no hope of accomplishment or recognition... some people are born blind and deaf!! What "difference" can they possibly hope to make in the world? Are their lives meaningless? Is your life any more meaningful than theirs? By the measuring sticks of "making a difference" or "being remembered" "or living because my family and friends love me," the answer is most likely yes. But does that feel right to you? To me, it definitely does not. It only makes sense for there to be something else.

Something more...

Ha, that's funny. I did feel the same way, for a while, until I gave it a little more thought. At one point I was pretty depressed when thinking about how my life probably wouldn't amount to much.

Now, I don't think that sounds miserable or hopeless, though. As long as one enjoys life, there's nothing miserable or hopeless about it, regardless of what happens after they die. I know I'm enjoying myself, and I probably won't leave much of my own mark on this world (doubt I'll have kids, for one). As for people without friends, accomplishments, the blind or the deaf, it's fine as they're not exempt from happiness, if this is anything to go by.

It may sound crazy, but realizing that "life is meaningless" has been quite a relief for me. That may be an odd way to word it, but it's probably how most people would think about my views (I'm atheist, of course).

Of course, since I'm enjoying my life and I have no idea what awaits me afterwards (if anything), I prefer to stay alive. For this reason, I fear death, but I'm unsure to what extent (Would I sacrifice myself for others? Would I panic in a life or death situation? I couldn't say).