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I think it can be different for each person.
I learned to fear death, for a time, but then I realized that there's just way too much beauty in the world to live to die. It's like Roy said in Blade Runner:
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Maybe the context is off, but it still applies: don't be a slave to your own fear. Simple as that - be in touch with what scares you, for that will keep you alive, but also, don't be ruled by this liveliness. As with anything, living is a great balance with existing. This is one of life's many simple, yet, difficult things to accomplish - a state of pure balance. None shall ever truly attain it in this world, but there is no justifiable reason as to why that should prevent you from trying.
I realized death head-on, and I realized what it implicated. It meant that I was inches, seconds away from never seeing her again. My love for her (or at the very least, the "her" in my mind) was in true danger - this feeling that had been swelling in me for so long was in true, absolute danger - irreversible, teetering on the unknown. You live with it for a while, and you start to realize that eternity is the now, and no good thing ever goes away - you consciously decide to believe in something good. I see no reason to believe anymore, that this is mere optimistic opiation, or maybe I just don't wan to - but even now, I smile at the thought of me being wrong.
It's something that's impossible to express in our limited language and medium. You must demonstrate a life worth living, and find out for yourself.
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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