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*falls back*
*legs twitches*
*recollects herself*
Anywho, to answer your question allow me to express the following:
Death doesn't scare me. While one still lives, there should be no fear of death; however, that's not to say that I would avoid being maimed at all costs. Pain is unpleasant. (That is to say, other than the occassional

kinky spanking, which can be quite nice.) Pain is unpleasant, but for the most part it's bearable and can be overcome. Also, for reasons of vanity, I wouldn't enjoy the aftermath of being maimed. That being set aside, death itself does not scare me.
Some people may argue that pain IS fear of death, but I will point out that while pain is instinct controlled by the subconscious (to avoid death), fear comes from influence or conditioning. You can impale yourself one, two, three, or FIFTY times and it will always hurt, but fear can be reasoned out and overcome. (Have you ever tried reasoning with a rusty ice pick? Yeah, it doesn't work very well.)
You're right; death will come to all eventually, so what's the use in spending one's whole life in fear of it to forget the many things in life to be enjoyed? The fear of death is a waste of time.
I'll avoid death for as long as possible ofcourse. I'll avoid it to get the most out of life, but not out of fear of death. (It'll catch up with me eventually and I want to face it with a little dignity.)I'll never be the one to say, "Oh, what will happen to me after I die?"

The feast commences for a thousand or so happy worms; that's what happens after death.

WORM CHOW!
