I am not afraid of death. In fact I never think about it except when discussions like this come up - not because I try not to, but because it doesn't bother me at all. One day I will die. I will die, and nothing can stop me doing so. And even if it could I wouldn't want it to. I want to die, in seventy or eighty years. During that time I will enjoy myself so that when it comes to an end I will have as few regrets as possible.
Believing in an afterlife is overcoming your fear by changing the object of it. It's like overcoming arachnophobia by getting your father to take the spider away, or overcoming claustrophobia by installing a skylight and French windows.
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