I don;t think there's much to say here, except that you keep ascribing as personal to me (as if they were my "fears and insecurities") what really is universal, and so ignore the curious fact that people really DO object to death and see it as a tragedy, and not "a natural part of life". It is the armchair general who uses that expression, and the person at the funeral who much more sensibly sobs. It is a complete lack of sense, in the literal sense - an inability to sense the obvious. That is a danger, if not the danger, of sophistry - the ceasing of ability to sense what is obvious to a child.Fist and Faith wrote:What you are really saying is that not having the same feeling for it that you have is proof that we have not thought about it as deeply as you have. (Unless we're insane.)rusmeister wrote:I feel that there may be a general misunderstanding (held by most?) that I am somehow advocating that we go through our lives quaking every minute in fear of death. What I am saying is much more along the lines of asking whether we consider death as more than just a future abstraction, whether we have ever tried to see it happening to ME, RIGHT THIS MINUTE. That's why I referred to Ebenezer Scrooge - an admittedly fictional character who actually DID see his death as an accomplished fact, and not as something to be waved off and ignored.
None of what you say suggests that worldviews like mine are not the truth of existence. Bad things happen to good people. And, in the end, we cease to exist. It is not any sort of "failure" on the part of my worldview that it doesn't assuage the fears and insecurities that these facts instill in you. It is not evidence that my worldview is not accurate.rusmeister wrote:but that there are other false philosophies, such as materialism, that have nothing at all to offer when faced with a meaningless death, and that a person may imagine all sorts of things (an unbeliever may imagine, for instance, that he could look back on a life well-lived, by his lights, and so, have no fear or regrets, just as a believer may imagine potential comfort in an afterlife) that are revealed as nonsense in the face of an actual test - that only a resolute faith in something in the face of the perfectly normal and rational fear at that point will hold to what they believe - for both the believer and unbeliever alike. I think that for people who are actually sane, BS that they didn't fully believe in to the hilt will fall apart in the face of it.
Thinking about your comments, I would hasten to agree that we certainly do not welcome suffering and wish it to end as soon as possible. But when we 'hope that the pain (or anything) is over quickly', we also hope that the 'movie' will somehow continue. Otherwise, what does it matter whether it is over or not, if I am completely not, to experience either suffering or joy? Why does it matter if I studied Russian or not, traveled the world or not - what difference does any of my life make to me at all if I am dead?
The thing that is insane is actually standing on those tracks and not feeling any fear at all - a complete indifference to one's own life and death. I doubt anyone here actually fits that bill - but the words of some people suggest that logically, that is how they would feel (only I don't believe that they actually would when push came to shove).
I have not yet been tested. And I fear that test. And so I am training the habit of faith - sometimes poorly, like now, sometimes much more fervently - I turn to God the quickest when things go very wrong - as they did a few weeks ago. But as long as things are going well, we don't need God. We are self-sufficient, and our practical philosophy of life (such as materialist improvement of my life here) works... until it doesn't work. When you get cancer, when your child dies, when the gun is pointed at your head and all of the things of this world are about to become dust and ashes - that, unfortunately, is when we tend to finally come to our senses (and some most unfortunately of all, not even then).
(Edit add:) There is a lot I could say about the virtue of children - of the good qualities which adults have a depressing ability to lose. There is a great deal of sense in the words of Christ that if we wish to enter the Kingdom of heaven, we must become like little children (again). In a very real way, it is our sophistication that damns us.
An essay on baby-worship by the jolly fat man (GK Chesterton for "newbies") - quite inspiring:
www.cse.dmu.ac.uk/~mward/gkc/books/The_ ... BY-WORSHIP