An aedes mosquito bit me today, and I’ve been thinking about death since then. People think about death with fear. I do not fear death. But do not get me wrong, I do not believe an life after death either; I value life as rare, precious and something that is worth doing till it can’t done no more.How should an atheist die? The fear of death is so strong among many that it is single most powerful reason that prevents many from rationally analyzing the impossibility of a God.Death is no different from not to have existed at all. Are you afraid of the times you were never conceived in the womb of your mother? Are you afraid of sleeping? Fear of death, is a trick to make you want to survive. The sooner you let go of your ego; the idea that you are important, you will overcome this fear and learn to live. The world doesn’t need you to save it. There are many heroes who can do it better than you. The sooner you know that every morning you wake up to new life with only a memory of your past, you will stop fearing death. If you do believe in a God, the sooner you let go of idea of a God that is quick to punish, but requires hours of prayer to bless you, you will stop fearing death. But remember this, there is no point faking a faith in the God and the life after death. Even a bit of doubt can make the end of your days a misery.I am reminded of some quotes from the Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy:
What to do if you find yourself stuck with no hope of rescue: Consider yourself lucky that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn’t been good to you so far, which given your present circumstances seems more likely, consider yourself lucky that it won’t be troubling you much longer.
The Narrator: It is important to note that suddenly, and against all probability, a Sperm Whale had been called into existence, several miles above the surface of an alien planet and since this is not a naturally tenable position for a whale, this innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identity. This is what it thought, as it fell:The Whale: Ahhh! Woooh! What’s happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What’s my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay, calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my… well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a… tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, what’s this roaring sound, whooshing past what I’m suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It’ll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I’m dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There’s an awful lot of that now isn’t it? And what’s this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like ‘Ow’, ‘Ownge’, ‘Round’, ‘Ground’! That’s it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it’ll be friends with me? Hello Ground![dies]The Narrator: Curiously the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias, as it fell, was, ‘Oh no, not again.’ Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly *why* the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the universe than we do now.