IMO the OP is oversimplifying the issue. There are important differences in fearing and not accepting death (I
know that I will die but don't exactly like the idea, similar to taxes), differences in the circumstances of death (die after a long and happy life or get crushed in a car accident two hours before marrying the love of your life), differences in the various concepts of death (unconscious void, heaven & hell, limbo), value of life compared to death (does life count into afterlife, are we already dead, should you care for those left behind, does God smite you mightily if you did X?) and lots of blabla that makes it a bit complicated to formulate a clear answer.
A very important factor about dying is
loosing your life. The problem with this is that people are quite used to living, have plans and wishes and generally live their life on the assumption that they go on living. There are people in this world that I like, people that I care for, and I wouldn't want to imagine them having to go on without me - I'm afraid of abandoning them. There are plans I have in life, things I want to do and feel and experience - dying would deny me the chance to do this forever. There are hopes, wishes and ideals I have in life, like giving those that come after us the best possible future - many of these things might be worth dying for, but it's a lot more practical to work for them while you are alive. I (probably) won't mind dying when my life is over and death is a relief, but right here right now
I don't want to die yet.
Really, last time I almost ended on a car's engine bonnet I became very much aware all the things in life and
fucking scared of all that
not being in death. For
much longer than said bonnet was around.
For a more scientific person not believing in the afterlife, death probably means the cessation of consciousness. Of course this isn't much of a problem once you are dead, but this thread exists solely because people have the annoying habit of thinking about it
before they die. Now, as said in the OP, we weren't conscious for several billion years so why bother about it now? Because before, there wasn't anything lost by this state of you being unconsciousness. Now, your consciousness has come to be, has evolved and is amongst the most powerful tools and interesting things in the universe. It is what defines you, what defines the world around you, the thing giving the universe order and meaning. Without consciousness, all of existence, all of life, everything humanity has done, everything you have done is utterly pointless. It doesn't matter if you were afraid of death, it doesn't matter if you cared for those that came after you, it doesn't matter that death gave your life value. And every time someone dies, when you die, no matter how many still remain, a bit of consciousness is lost forever and will never be replaced to bring back the meaning it gave to life, bit by bit until nothing is left; death will not just end you, it will undo everything you ever were, past and future, forever. You might not feel fear thinking about this, but I hope you have the heart to at least feel sorrow.
Heck, I'd terribly fear for my small yellow rubberduck "companion" if he died. Yet even he knows he doesn't even technically live but is just a projection point for a bored part of my consciousness. Consciousness is a bitch if you have even a tiny bit of imagination to spare. It's what makes life worth living in the first place.
While being a very scientific person 9 out of 10 times, I also acknowledge that there might be things we don't know, don't fully understand or things that even transcend our scientific nature. I
think that death means the cessation of consciousness, I
hope that there will be some kind of afterlive/Nirwana to give it all some meaning, but deep down I have to admit that I don't know. That perhaps god was fooling around and Christianity was right and I'll go to hell or get a ticket to heaven, that I'll be reincarnated forever in the same way or that consciousness is just naturally disembodied and will go on forever.
Why am I personally afraid of Death? Simple, because
I'm not entirely sure if things will
actually end. Close your eyes, cover your ears and imagine this:
I have no mouth, but I must scream.
Edited by Golan, 12 January 2012 - 16:53.