The Loss of the Fear of Dying into Nothingness

In my younger years, I used to fear dying and
the end of me and nothing more. No heaven.
No paradise. No eternal life. Nothing, like
atheists believe.

Then I had a minor epiphany. If I died and there
was nothing, there would be no me to worry about it.

Now for reasons, I cannot fully explain, even if all
the NDEs with their encouraging tales of afterlives,
even if all the paradises religions claim exist after
death, are all just illusionary, I just don’t care if
there’s nothing and if I die and become obliterated
into it.

This liberating attitude came after I was face to face
with a cancer intent on killing me, and I didn’t care
about that either. It was as if a Zen so what attitude
had been inexplicably implanted in me.

And I’m liking this liberating and better attitude about
death and dying. And because I’m like a free spirit
without a girlfriend or a wife, it will be easy for me to
let go of this life without worrying about leaving a
loved one behind. And I see Death as a friend
and not as a foe that when the time comes I’ll
calmly welcome and surrender to.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd