The Number One Fear

What is it that humans, in the underlying sense, fear the most?  They fear nothingness, the lack of any of our perceptions. The human brain can never fully accept the fact that there can be nothing, because we always are aware of what is going on around us. Many people decide to take their chances and put blind faith in one major form of religion, in order to fill the void and the question of why are we here. But there are a select few who look at the holy books and say, “Wait, this does not make sense.” This begins the cycle of questions. The first being where do we go when we die, do we float on a cloud? Or live in some massive cave for the rest of eternity? Or do we die, and that is the end? Can it really be that there is no life after death?

That however is too grim of a thought for me, I like to put faith in god, but not the one that is fueled on worship, the one that is everything and nothing all at once. You see I believe that god is perfect, and the definition of perfect to me is the highest form of power. The highest form of power can only mean that he is everything. This is not to say that there is a life after death, but instead just to say that there is a ultimate creator. Life after death is a completely different story. When we say that there is life after death we say that there is something immortal that exists in the body, a “Soul”. But there has been no tangible proof that the human body really contains a soul. There is proof that a body is lighter after death, however many skeptics believe that this is due to the loss of all body fluids, that is commonly seen after a person passes.

Some eastern religions believe that death is just a cycle. They believe that after we die our bodies become the soil of the earth and food for the plants which then become food for animals (etc). I think that this idea is very plausible and is mostly based off of common sense. When I first heard about this form of belief I was shocked at how simple, yet intricate the idea was. The cycle completely made sense to me, and it seemed that nature had a way of turning is living animals in a rotation, just as its seasons turn in a pattern.

When it really comes down to it all we can do is believe in what makes the most sense to us, and hold that faith until the very end. It is an odd thing, but it is how life goes and we must follow it no matter how much we wish it to be different.