Making light of death
A fragmentary insight into why my fear of death is diminished. This is not exhaustive, but it is one of the more important intuitions which has guided my thinking over the years.
If life is our sole chance at experiencing light and sentience, then this is inconsolably depressing, and the only remedy is to simply not think about it—which is indeed, by far and away, the most common cope.
Materialist attempts to make light of this situation come across as forced and unconvincing—it’s often something along the lines of “hey, well, yo…