I am not afraid to die.
Perhaps this sounds way too bold, stupid or banal. Yet this is true. I got rid of the fear of death (and believe everybody can do the same) once I have embraced two things.
First, everybody dies. This is one of the laws of life in the Universe.
And second, death is not the end, but a transformation. A caterpillar mutating into a butterfly does not really end its existence. Well, it does in a way, but not exactly.
Perhaps I am afraid to die in a stupid way, like in a car accident or something. But what really scares the pants off me is to die without fulfilling a meaningful purpose and using your potential.
And most people don’t succeed in this.
How many musicians are lost because their talents are not discovered? How many writers give up on their creative works because their books are not published? How many businesses close down because they can’t catch up with competitors? How many inventors pass their lives unnoticed because they fail to attract sponsors? How many world leaders are not developed because their voices are not heard?
These types of questions will never be answered because we will never know the truth. Yet apparently the truth sucks – most people fail to fulfill their mission. Those who do become great men.
If everybody used his potential to the fullest, each of the 8 billion human beings on Earth would be great. Each of us would be in the hall of fame.
What we have instead is a situation when roughly 5% of the world follow their calling and reach the life maximum, while the rest is busy with something else.
Is this sad? Or perhaps fair?
I don’t know. What I do know though is that the world would change drastically and would be a much better place to live in if everyone used his time in a meaningful way.
And our time is very limited.
So death is not a scary thing. A death after a useless life is.
What to do?
Rudyard Kipling and Steve Jobs gave some good pieces of advice on this:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And — which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son.