Death is blackness, a release. A sleep from which you do not awake. No awareness exists, so you know not, you are dead, or that you ever lived. There is no pain, no depression, no desire, no anything. Blissful unawareness, non-existence. No worries, no struggles, no concerns. Life is to be enjoyed, reveled in, but death should not be feared. Death is not a part of life, as it begins when life ends. In essence you come from death, and back you someday go.

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