GinoLombardi21
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My only fear is failure! No matter how much you wanna quit, leave, or just fall flat on your face you gotta push it to the limit and overcome that adversity!
My only fear is failure! No matter how much you wanna quit, leave, or just fall flat on your face you gotta push it to the limit and overcome that adversity!
No, I'd still be alive for the former to even matter.It sounds like you're afraid of death...
I'm afraid of death.
Why NOT fear death? It is the only thing in the universe which can truly take everything away from you. Your memories, your job, your kids, your house, your livelihood. It will consume you wholly and leave nothing left. You will never have existed. Having fears of failure or heights... seem small compared to death- which has every fear wrapped inside itself. Fear failure? After death your life will literally have never existed.
If you won't remember your doings, why bother doing anything? For your friends or family? And when they're dead and there exists no record of you? What purpose did you have? To perpetuate the species? Who cares? One should live for themselves- that's all we can do. If you can only live for yourself, and death takes everything that living for yourself does, then death should be the epitome of that which should be feared.
Once you die, you certainly will have existed. If all the people who have died never existed, we would not exist, and therefore you could not have typed anything.
Death is not exactly my greatest fear, it's a part of my greatest fear. My greatest fear is the unknown and inevitable. Death would not be feared as much if everyone knew what happened after death, whether you really cease to exist, or became a ghost, etc.
And death isn't as bad as living forever could be. If everyone lived forever, think how many people there would be by now, there would be nothing left except people.
And if only you lived forever, you would live through all the terrible things that happened. Everyone you know would die, everything would be destroyed, and eventually nothing would exist but you. All you would be left with would be painful memories, and nothing else to think about, forever. How wonderful would living be then?