I already answered to you about that issue here:
https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=1221052.msg15070414#msg15070414But I'm going to repost the full justification that I posted here:
https://oneskeptic.tumblr.com/post/146726224082/on-death"Since there can’t be any immortality, and death is our destiny, unfortunately, the issue of the effect of immortality on the value of time can’t be really tested.
Clearly, being able to live thousand of years would lower the value of our time. But I surely wouldn’t mind to have time to be able to real waste it.
You could tell yourself that you would be ready to die, after having a meaningful life. But that is just rubbish.
Or write, like Mark Twain, that death is as just natural as life, implying that we have to accept it as we accept life.
But this is also absurd. Death is natural, but it’s the end of life.
Let’s deal with death with a laugh, but saying that it must be a pleasant one is nonsense or proper of people that don’t give enough value to their limited time of consciousness.
Even being death “natural”, it doesn’t cease to be coercive.
Imagine a world where everyone is forever young, except your self or your child. Wouldn’t that be terrible? Does the simple fact that death happens to everyone makes it something you must accept with a sincere smile?
Think about kids that have Werner syndrome, Cockayne syndrome or other fast aging disease. Does the tragic nature of their condition results from the simple fact that are rare situations and, therefore, “unfair” to them?
Mark Twain wrote as well that we also didn’t have any opinion about living, it was also imposed.
Actually, that is not exactly true; a part of us had literally the run of his life to live, the spermatozoid. Every one of us is a victorious being that won the prize over millions of others.
Being afraid of death is more than understandable. It’s logical.
Someone who doesn’t fear (or, at least, feels negatively) death is someone who doesn’t love anything in life, not even himself.
In the end, the only positive way to part from this life would be if we were completely bored with it.
Think about it: life is like a relationship, the only happy way to end it is if we were tired of it. If we still love it, death will always be a tragedy.
Besides, being able to make our own decision to end life is also a positive thing. Death wouldn’t be imposed by nature, but would be our own decision.
One of the major problems of death is that is imposed on us against our will.
Of course, parting this life because one is bored with it wouldn’t be exactly a happy moment. But it might be less unhappy than to parting it when we are still in love with life.
The problem is that a lifespan of 100 years, at best, is not enough to have any conditions to reach the goal of getting bored with life.
It’s impossible to determine how much time we would have to live in order to start feeling really bored and willing to die.
But if suicide is the less oppressive way to die, I think I probably would need many thousand years to start thinking about it.
Of course, I’m not making an apology of suicide. If I was able to chose the way to die, I would chose suicide, but because that would allow me to be a master of death and, so, to live thousand (or million) of years.
Suicide makes sense only if living is a real pain. Because of physical pain; or because of unbearable boredom.
In our current conditions, where life is a blink of an eye of awareness, in between two eternities of being nothing (before being alive and after being dead), suicide seems absurd.
But the only less bad way to die would indeed be suicide; after a very, very, long life.
Unfortunately, currently, that isn’t yet available. We have a short lifespan. There is little hope to get bored of life.
So, better enjoy our luck to be alive like if we had a chance on a trillion of quadrillions to be born, since our actual odds were even worst than these.
Make the most of life like if it was a single drop of water tumbling on our thirsty lips on an infinite desert.
Value every day of it as if we were on a death row, because we are; we just have a wonderful, huge, cell and no one told us yet when it’s going to be our turn. "
Anyway, you have the interesting/original opinion, not me. My profound dislike of death is very common.
Very few people like to live in a wonderful death row.