If I were brave enough to kill myself I would have done so a long time ago. I see no point in living but I fear dying more than I regret living. It is not death itself I fear, it is more like the moment when I have to pass on before being free of my physical self. In death I believe that I would find peace. There will be no more worries, wants or needs. I will be free to explore the cosmos and learn the secrets of the universe. Ha! It won't be secret if it could be known to anyone, even a soul. But then, I think that souls know everything already and it is just the physical world that hinders the soul because of established trends or ways of thinking.
