here's my quickie:
fear of death is natural, and genetic; demanded by survival and ingrained by evolution. it's there.
some years ago i was in this strange situation of pulling a big bull with ropes suddenly everyone lets go and guess who the bull looks at? my adrenaline shot like a motherfucker & i FLEW away & over a tall fence that left the bull charging at some posts.
besides fear there is cowardice-- oy, the constant, fucking, annoying terror, and the worries, and the... !! that's a disease and i've had my share of it.
i can also speak towards the "unfulfilled life"-- once i was hurling towards this building at maybe 50 mph inside a car the vehicle skidding and having done anything possible to avoid the collission and then to minimize its impace i faced the inevitable and-- surprise!!-- what pops into my mind?-- is it "booohooohoo i am going to die"?? -- no!-- it's "But i haven't done what i wanted to do...". i came out of the thing w/ a busted eyebrow and some major ptsd, but the stress had more to do with the consequences of staying alive & facing, oh, a number of destroyed cars & the injuries of passengers. the busted eyebrow (i was wearing no seatbelt) was the result of a last-second reaction to cover my passenger w/ my arm, so that my face impacted the windshield.
so i can say, you're afraid of death when your job is to avoid it but once you're right there it seems that other instincts take precedence.
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