Nonexistence...doesn't that the least bit concern you? You can't feel anything, you don't know anything...for eternity?
Are you trying to make it bother me now, or are you just trying to understand something that I would be hard pressed to explain?
I've just spent most of my free time thinking, and I've lost quite a bit of sleep because of it... I just find it easier to believe in what I have never known as compared to what I have always known. I must belong in some mental hospital...
I simply have the phobia of dying.
I may not want to die NOW, but I'm OK with the idea, as long as I can die well, I'll be happy.
This talk is making me a little tired. And quite a bit sad, although I like the feeling, as I've not felt it in a while.