@The_Idler this is re: your post before last… this is not an attempt at ‘pownage’ by the way, this is just my point of view to try and give you the opportunity to look at death from the point of view of a life long positive atheist.
so… im going to die, that much is certain. lets look at some of the possibilities.
1— my life is meaningless, there is no god, there is no afterlife, and all that awaits me after death is oblivion.
2— there is a god, and an afterlife. and after this life i will have eternal life in some kind of heaven or hell.
3— there is or is not a god, and after this life i will be born again as another human and live out another reincarnated life.
if it turns out that number 1 is true, then my time here on this planet is infinitely valuable, and while all that awaits me is oblivion, thats as far as it goes.
if it turns out that number 2 is true, then after i die and go through all the fear of being turned to nothing, i now have eternity to deal with. after 50 thousand million years, i would not even be half way thought my eternal afterlife. there will come a point when i will wish for oblivion, a time when i know all that can be known, a time when i have done everything and nothing is exciting or interesting anymore, i will be bored, i will wish for death, and yet it will not come, in my mind. the ultimate torture. once i reach this point, it would not matter if i am spending eternity in heaven or hell, it will still be just as horrible.
if it turns out that number 3 is true, then my mother who i love very much is not my mother, she is just a host for my body in this life, my real mother died thousands of years ago in my first life, and all the family, all the people i know love and care about will never be anything more than a host for my parasitic existence. an existence where every time i reach an advanced age and accumulate a certain amount of knowledge, i die and it is taken from me. and how long does this go on for? for eternity? i hope not. and if there is some final heaven or reward for living say 1000 lives, is oblivion still what awaits me, or will i be sent to some nirvana, some eternal afterlife where what awaits me is all the horror described in number 2.
personally, i think oblivion and death give my life meaning and urgency, it makes my time here precious, it allows me to love my mother and father for they are not just my temporary hosts, they are my life givers, the people who gave me the precious gift of a limited period of time to exist. once im dead, i can rest in peace, no worries or fear of eternal punishment or eternal boredom, no stealing of my knowledge and personality. i simply live out my life and die.
personally, i find option 1 to be quite comforting. sure i will no longer exist one day, but at least thats only as bad as it gets. it can always be worse, and i have reassurance that it will not be worse. its only as bad as i think it is.
and if you are willing to incorporate some nihilism and humor in to the death equation, death actually becomes something quite exciting and interesting. in a sick sense, almost something to look forwards to.