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When I was Catholic, I viewed death much differently than I do now...I truly feared it. I had no Idea if I was good enough for God, or if I had done something that might send me packing to a Heated Afterlife of Torment. The whole "What does God want" thing was so unclear that I could hope I was right....but deep down I couldnt be sure.
Once I gained my own understanding of the personal truth aspect of life, things cleared up pretty nicely, and I can honestly say I just dont know what happens. Its a great relief to admit to myself that I really have no control over my own death, and then just let the whole concept go. Now, I only need fear the Way I'm gonna die, rather than the way I live.
I just hope a wood chipper isn't involved
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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