• Splenetic

Vive memor leti.

"Sinä elät kuolemanpelossa,
se on varmaa,
että palat helvetintulessa."

Timo Rautiainen & Trio Niskalaukaus: Kuusikymmentäkaksi

I have never understood one thing that seems to be a dominating mentallity towards the subject: why do people think dying is the worst punishment?

I don't think it is. To me death is when I can cease to exist in every way, no afterlife, no hell, no paradise, no nothing. Just perfect oblivion, non-excistence. I can think of a thousand things that are worse than that, a life in which a person's dignity has been stolen, for instance.

Maybe there is an afterlife. Maybe after death we go to whatever we believed in when we were alive. Christians go to hell or to heaven, Muslims to paradise and whatever its counterpart is, atheists go nowhere. Or maybe there is some diety that is able to forgive everything and lets everyone, pious Christians, suicide bombers, homosexuals, rapists, loving mothers and fathers, go to same place despite the things they did on Earth. I hope not. Whatever the option, I do not want to share ever again the same place with the scum of the earth, the people who ill-treat innocent people in the most horrific ways just because they can and more importantly know they get away with it, or even get a higher status among their peers as a result.

Think of their victims. There are worse things than death, and we see it on the news every single day. How can people not see that?