I have to add a counter-point as an athiest with a religious girlfriend.
I’m absolutely terrified of death. For me, death is the end. For her though, it’s nothing scary because she thinks she’s going to some happy wonderland.
I had a magic mushroom trip over a decade ago that got rid of that. It was a strong enough trip that I dissociated from my ego (or whichever one has the sense of self) to the point where I could remember my life but had trouble relating to it. Experiencing consciousness without that emotional connection to who I was allowed me to accept the temporal nature of my current identity.
At death, there will either be an end to my consciousness but I won’t know it, or there will be an end to my current me and my consciousness will continue on to do whatever. I hope for the second option, mainly because I’m still curious about a lot of things and hope that there’s a chance to explore or just reset it all and start a new life with 0 knowledge, but both are ok.
How old are you? I used to ve terrified of death since i was a child. I used to lay in bed and think about the nothingness of being dead and all that. I’m 39 soon and the older i get the less i care. I’m not looking forward to it, but i understand how elderly people look forward to just being done with it.
Besides that, i doubt that she’s going to “heaven” if you read the rulebook close enough.
I mean duh? Of course you have more to fear when you’re younger. Getting older you cross more off your list and have less regrets. That ain’t nothin new that’s just life.
I have to add a counter-point as an athiest with a religious girlfriend. I’m absolutely terrified of death. For me, death is the end. For her though, it’s nothing scary because she thinks she’s going to some happy wonderland.
I had a magic mushroom trip over a decade ago that got rid of that. It was a strong enough trip that I dissociated from my ego (or whichever one has the sense of self) to the point where I could remember my life but had trouble relating to it. Experiencing consciousness without that emotional connection to who I was allowed me to accept the temporal nature of my current identity.
At death, there will either be an end to my consciousness but I won’t know it, or there will be an end to my current me and my consciousness will continue on to do whatever. I hope for the second option, mainly because I’m still curious about a lot of things and hope that there’s a chance to explore or just reset it all and start a new life with 0 knowledge, but both are ok.
Those are both very comforting concepts. I don’t know if that’s what you had intended but thank you.
How old are you? I used to ve terrified of death since i was a child. I used to lay in bed and think about the nothingness of being dead and all that. I’m 39 soon and the older i get the less i care. I’m not looking forward to it, but i understand how elderly people look forward to just being done with it.
Besides that, i doubt that she’s going to “heaven” if you read the rulebook close enough.
I mean duh? Of course you have more to fear when you’re younger. Getting older you cross more off your list and have less regrets. That ain’t nothin new that’s just life.