I’ve often sat and wondered why we are all so scared to die. We talk about things like that so much. If you’ve sat in a room with someone who was dying, you know if can be both unpleasant, scary and, at the same time, almost spiritual and peaceful.
The person who dies often seems relieved and at peace with the idea at the end. And whether they see something in that moment or not, the release from whatever path brought them to the brink would have to be a comfort.
I think the people left behind live in fear. but why? You need to ask yourself the question. If there is nothing after, it should be no big deal. It’s just over. Right? And if you believe you go to God, shouldn’t that be something you anticipate?
Fear comes with the unknowns. ‘What if’ there is an afterlife? ‘What if’ there’s nothing and my life seems wasted? ‘What if’ there’s an afterlife and my life seems wasted? ‘What if’ no matter how good I’ve been, God thinks otherwise?
I can’t help but believe that we wouldn’t be so irrationally afraid of dying if we hadn’t had this idea of ‘something after’ drilled into us. And that is only drilled into us by religion. Even if you don’t believe, chances are you will still wonder and that doubt will generate the same ‘what if’ fear of being wrong.
If we’d never heard the idea in the first place. If we all just thought that when it was over, it’s over, I wonder if we’d still be afraid. Maybe. But I don’t think anywhere near as much.
Fear is a useful tool. And the religions of the world have always used fear to control the masses. It is the same tool used by governments across the world and we can certainly see in here in North America with conservative political groups routinely using it to oppose issues rather than dealing with the issues.
Religion in particular has a long and storied history of fear mongering. Believe or ye shall be cast into the fires! You are a sinner and unless you repent you shall suffer for all of eternity. Not exactly the pleasant, loving God we’d all like to have a drink with, hmmm? Far too many cast God as your final judge and jury. And far too many seem to believe that God is a prick with an ever shifting sense of right.
Of course we know that man is the problem. Power is the goal. Fear is the weapon of choice. Control of us is all anyone wants. Buy your way to heaven.
I’m one of those who truly hopes he doesn’t have a death bed conversion. I think its a coward’s way and this joke of an idea that you can be a horrible human being but as long as you mean it when you say you’re sorry at the end, you’ll be fine. What a joke.
You almost hope that when the ones who abuse and control using this irrational fear come to their end, that there is the exact fate awaiting them at the terminus. Lest they be judged…