@GirlNextDoor In many ways you are already dead. Asking to escape death is the same thing as asking to escape life. Death is the prerequisite for life. Without death, all living things would go on forever, and nothing new would ever grow, because all the minerals and nutrients in living things would never be recycled. No flower buds, no springtime. Without death, birth is impossible. Every moment of life is in constant flux, we are constantly shedding dead cells and rebuilding new ones. Your body is less of an object and more like a wave of life passing through the world, growing and dying simultaneously. In this way you are always every moment becoming a new you, a new person. Every millisecond of a millisecond another past you dies, and good riddance, for who in the right mind would ever wish to remain the same forever? The assumption that immortality would be better has been rebuffed by nearly every philosopher throughout our entire history. Just think of having to live through losing everyone you know and everyone you will know. If you were immortal, you would be the loneliest creature in the universe, waving goodbye at everything, for everything must come to an end, except you. You would live through the destruction of the human species, the implosion of our sun and the destruction of the earth, the destruction of the solar system. You would live through the heat death of the universe, a no energy state where nothing is. And yet you would go on, stuck in an endless void with nothing to keep you company, for all of eternity. This is perhaps what christians might refer to as hell. Much much better to embrace our birthright, the promise that one day we truly all will get our rest. Reunited with the earth in all its majesty, fulfilling the destiny of all of humanity. This is the real immortality. You yourself, the person with the name and job, you will not live on. But everything that composes you will. Everything that constructs your miraculous makeup will live on in the grass, in the trees, in the animals, and for a while in the minds of the people. I doubt you fear the millions and millions of years before you were born. Why fear the millions after?