I always have death in my mind. I can get kill today crossing the street. Death has no date.

Sure. What do you know about my death?

I think so. I'm pretty aware that someday I will die. I'm actually kind of surprised I've lived this long. =P

Sure, why not. I'm probably going to die in my late 60s from insane amounts of stress.

er know i have my whole life infront of me (hopefully)

Sure am. What would you like to know? Do I fear it? Not really. There are certain ways I would "prefer" not to go. However, having been up close to death before I do know that the mind is shielded to a degree from bodily suffering so even that isn't too much to be able to contemplate. Do I feel sorrow at the thought of leaving my family behind? Do I HATE the thought of the pain it would cause my loved ones to lose me? You betcha. If you feel this way too, be thankful! It means you have a life worth living and a death worth mourning, and it doesn't get any better than that. Anything else you want to ask me, feel free! :)

Sure... everyone dies somehow... its not a choice or something you can aviod... no matter what... so anywho... whatcha wanna know...

Oh yes. I already have talked about it and even picked out a song that I want played at my funeral.

Since I came close to death twice during recent illness, I have a different view of dying. I realize how fragile we humans are and how we should be glad for the time we have here. I don't dwell on this, either the dying or glad Im living. I just know, someday will be my last and that's the way it will end for us all. Life goes on until it doesn't. I do hope there is a better place ahead.

I am very familiar with death in several ways. I should have been dead about 5 times so far. I've killed while in the military. I've had a doctor tell my wife that I would not make it more than a couple of days. I've been shot and stabbed. What do you want to know. At this time in my life (and I'm still here and kicking), I have chosen a more passive method of life. I do understand that there is a time for violence, and that death is a split second away at any moment. I try to live my life as if every second is my last, and am enjoying it as much as I can. I've swimmed with wild dolphins, I've hiked across volcanic cauldeas, repelled from helicopters, danced naked with my wife in a rain forest on the Big Island of Hawaii. I've designed computer systems for companies that you are likely to use their services. I've passed my knowledge to students, and I love to cook and design food styles. I have nursed a 2 day old kitten to health, I've danced with the devil in the moonlight (proverbially speaking). I live to live!

I don't want to die..but I know some day I will..so I don't understand when people refuse to admit that they are going to die..especially when they have a terminal illness. It almost seems as if they think that if they don't admit it..it won't happen. I, on the other hand, talk to my children about it and my parents. I don't have any serious illness's at this time, but accidents do happen..I believe in being prepared and honest. I even have a note tucked away in my drawer telling my husband and children how much I love them and how much I want them to go on in life and be happy and how wonderful it had been to have them in my life. I know it might sound a little morbid ..but I personally know people that were taken all to quickly and never had the chance to let their loved ones know how they felt. And I, for one, don't ever want to be that person.

Death is very eerie to me. I'm not necessarily afraid to speak about death in general or my death, but I just don't like to. I'm aware that we all have to die: me and each of my loved ones. It hurts me to my heart.

Speak for yourself... my deaths anything but a certainty... people like me linger on forever.

Sure. I'm kinda anxious for it. Like graduation day. I am of course working on ascension, I'd rather go that way. But if an accident gets me I'm good w/it. I have often thought if someone was threatening to murder me I wouldn't be any fun for them. I would not beg them for my life. I don't beg for anything ever. Especially would not beg a filthy murderer. I would tell them I've been excited for this day and if you kill me you are only hurting yourself. Aint hurtin' me none. Anyway quite comfy w/death. Don't get me wrong though. I love this life. I am very happy and I love everybody including the murderer. I'd like to live as long as my body is comfortable.

I'm afraid I can't speak from personal experience on this matter.

I find this question strange. We all know death is certain; are people really unwilling to talk about their impending death? Whats the harm? Its not like the reaper will hear you talking about it and come to see what's going on.

Eh... I'm ok with it. Prolly a little more ok than I should be. Realistically the only person that would miss me is mom and she prolly might not. She might go first you know??

oh friend.i think always that it is my last year of life.but i have no worry with kids because i have wonderful n rich three younger brother n have my own a small hotel.5

I don't mind the idea of death, to me it's the end of all my pain and sadness. I do mind, however, the pain it will cause my friends and family. Having attempted suicide in the past and seeing the strain it put on everyone, then my Brother passing away in February and feeling the way I do now... gah- I could never do that to my family. - Though if a semi-truck just happened to plow me over or a house fell on my head while I was wearing stripped knee socks I wouldn't really mind.

The following is the lyrics to the beautiful Islamic nasheed "Last Breath" talking about Death: LAST BREATH From those around I hear a Cry, A muffled sob, a Hopeless sigh, I hear their footsteps leaving slow, And then I know my soul must Fly! A chilly wind begins to blow, Within my soul, from Head to Toe, And then, Last Breath escapes my lips, It's Time to leave. And I must Go! So, it is True (But it's too Late) They said: Each soul has its Given Date, When it must leave its body's core, And meet with its Eternal Fate. Oh mark the words that I do say, Who knows? Tomorrow could be your Day, At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell Decide which now, Do NOT delay! Come on my brothers let us pray Decide which now, Do NOT delay! Oh God! Oh God! I cannot see! My eyes are Blind! Am I still Me Or has my soul been led astray, And forced to pay a Priceless Fee Alas to Dust we all return, Some shall rejoice, while others burn, If only I knew that before The line grew short, and came my Turn! And now, as beneath the sod They lay me (with my record flawed), They cry, not knowing I cry worse, For, they go home, I face my God! Oh mark the words that I do say, Who knows, Tomorrow could be your Day, At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell Decide which now, Do NOT delay ! Come on my brothers let's pray Decide which now, do not delay ....

Death for the christian is nothing but the door man to Christ.

I want to be shot, when I'm 90, by a jealous husband. Until then I don't havemany plans.

WTF not? ;-)

I prefer to ignore it completely until the last moments.I do not look forward to that moment.

Is this a negotiation?

Why not? I recently had too with my insurance agent - and found the euphemisms really annoying. +5

No. Nobody is prepared to talk about their own death because nobody knows how and when they will die.

Yes I am prepared! because my Lord and Savior saved this wretched soul. My Heavenly Father knows when and how I'll leave this earth. But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Psalm 49:15.

When I die, I will not be a member of any religion.