DEATH–that vicious constraint that awaits us all–transforms life into a very serious business…

… but NOT for the reason that terrorized me as a child…

namely, the fear of what might happen to me after I die.

To be clear, I have no fear of being dead. (The physically and emotionally painful process of dying is a whole other matter)

And I have no fear of being dead for at least two reasons…

First, if indeed this life is all there is, I have no more reason to fear my infinite non-existence in “the afterlife” than I had to fear my infinite non-existence in “the beforelife”.

And second, if there really is something waiting for me beyond this world, so be it. But I have no heartbeats to waste searching for, quibbling about, or wagering on the unknown and unknowable.

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