Why Do We Fear Death?

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The most obvious reason that we fear death is because an animated and conscious body is the only existence that we know and the thought of being completely inanimate and unconscious is a disturbing idea for most of us.

Most human beings believe, feel, hope that there is more to existence than the physical realm that we live, which gives them an uneasy comfort concerning the inevitability of physical death. Many people believe that since energy theoretically cannot be destroyed that when we die our power source transitions into a different reality of being. I have personally seen a small but very bright orb of light suddenly appearing then moving rapidly along the ceiling before vanishing into the wall at the other end of the house at the death of two of my close family members.

I could feel the presence of my loved ones in the orbs of light. I know that they are alive in a purer form without any physical constraints. I know this, but I have no way of proving this because I only saw the orbs shortly after their deaths and have not received any further communications from either one of them. And then, why did I see and sense only these two people, my mother and this one grandfather and no one else that has died in my family?

To say that I know that the energy that animates our physical body continues as is after the material body has ceased to function is to say that I know what I believe based on the evidence that I have seen with my eyes and felt in my mind. Of course, that visual and sensed evidence could have only been as valid as my state of mind during that time and cannot be readily used as proof that the energy that animates our bodies during life is more than a switch that is turned off and ceases to radiate power when its housing shuts down.

As I remember all the people that I have known who have died before me, and I look at the world around me, my fear of death is somewhat abated to the extent that in the cosmic sense of things a being that is conscious of its mortality is not a deviation to the material norm where all energy forms are conscious of its existence having as its main function to maintain and harmonize its equilibrium.

It may be that for a short time after physical death we are preserved in a compact conscious state, such as an energy orb, but at some point, we are intermingled and disbursed as we become integrated with billions of other energy frequencies. It is doubtful that our combined consciousnesses will form a super-consciousness of unlimited power but more than likely will only constitute dispersed subatomic particles in an enormous energy grid.

If I clear my mind imagining myself to be in a deep sleep and equate that with death, then the actual state of being dead does not seem so foreboding and frightening. In darkness there is peace. In the abode of the dead, there is tranquility and safety. In life, there are only the ominous looming spectra of impending demise and decease fueled by the fear of the unknown and the dread of a reality that you have never experienced before.

We only know this one reality called life, so it is natural to be apprehensive about something that we have never experienced. When I think of all the people who have lived before me whose birth and death has not aroused the slightest ripple or fluctuation in the cosmic continuums I am compelled to consider that death is the norm and that life is an aberration of that norm.

Being that death is the cosmic norm I should therefore not be fearful of it because death is nothing more than my natural state of being. We humans have a small window of time to nourish this fleeting domain called life. When we are young we do not fully appreciate it and when we have grown old and ugly we cannot fully enjoy it.

So why do we fear death? A charged particle wants to retain its charge and an interwoven array of charged particles wants to maintain its optimum balance. Millions of human and natural frequencies rifle through the carbon-based carcass constantly causing mental and physical illnesses, aging, deformities, and eventually death. The sublime is awakened from the quiet serenity of death and into the instability of consciousness and its turmoil’s forgetting its former state and anxious about that in which it has forgotten. We fear death because life is the only reality that we know but death is our natural state of existence, so we should never fear it.

Herbert Hilliard

Born in Daytona Beach, Florida., on April 18, 1955. Have two sisters, a niece, two nephews, and only one child, a Son, and seven grandchildren. BS degree in Computer Information Systems, Jones Collage, Jacksonville Florida.