Someone close once told me about a certain curiosity in death but wasn't able to talk to anyone about it. I personaly disagree with the people who avoided the conversation, for to know the true meaning of life one must cover all aspects, including death.
So what is death? It's a moment in time that can't really be defined; it's a bit like the present: by the time you think about it it has already become past; is present time the second you are living in? or maybe the hundredth of a second? or maybe less? I say it is too small to actually exist. So I say that we are constantly living either in the past of an upcoming moment or in the futur of another.
Death is kind of the same thing: either you're alive or you're not; death is either the afterworld for the believers or a time for body's decomposition for the non-believers. Death really is the moment you die, the one between life and one of those two others; but how long is that moment? one second? a hundredth of a second? maybe less? I say it is too small to actually exist...
So why be afraid of something that doesn't exist...
;-)
