[Written around 2005.]
People are only terrified of dying if parts of themselves have never consciously lived. They may have attained wealth, raised families, achieved fame, and earned societal respect, but this is not living. Real life is about being fully conscious, and for the fully conscious few, death is no terror.
Our job on earth is to live to our full capacity – to break free of the traumas blocking our full conscious connection with inner truth and release all of our gifts. We achieve this by living with the most courage and conviction and honesty we can muster. We struggle to attain self-knowledge, and we sacrifice much on the road toward it. We shed deceptive parts of ourselves, and step ever more boldly into the clear light of day. We attempt to embody the highest ideals for being human. We strive for altruism, living in service to our fellow humans. We share freely of our gifts, and in so doing honor ourselves and our process.
There is massive societal pressure to join the ranks of the numb and cold and in-denial. We are forced to honor our parents before we honor the truth of ourselves. If we succumb to this pressure, we become lost and experience silent misery. Our soul gets partially buried, but does not die. Our soul will always cry out from underneath the lies and denial piled on top of it, and will live quite appropriately in terror of death, because it knows that once we die it will be vanquished forever.
People delude themselves into believing there is an afterlife, but there isn’t any. When you die, it’s all over, and if you haven’t given your soul its true chance to speak, you have missed life’s greatest opportunity.