You do, Mi Amore.

Dying as a female.

I can't give up now.

I honestly hope your in a good state of mind man, PM me if you need to, or call someone close to you.

Stubbornness and/or stupidity. I'm not sure sometimes.

The oxygen that sensually fills my lungs.

Probably the foolish hope that one day I can cure my son. In my mind I know that it is the consensus of modern medicine that he can't be cure and only treated, but my heart can't stop looking and hoping.

In my mind, it's really really f'ed up.

Air, water and energy/nutrients taken from food.

Aww, someone gave a [censored] answer already

And Mentats, ain't that right, Dr. Mobius?

Stubbornness, love, hatred, alcohol, mostly food and water though

Having to spread good morals and lessons to everyone in the world! Promoting team work, and individuality! Making sure that everyone treats each other with respect, and doesn't say anything that goes against sheep opi- I mean, that isn't controversial! I'm here to be a good role model!

~PoliticallyErectHand4

Knowing that I wake up everyday without having to be in the head of the gobsh***s that periodically run me into the ground. Knowing that if I play my cards right they'll one day be sweeping leaves off of my fleet of convertibles before they've realised there's a game in progress, and occasionally reflecting on the fact that I hold most of the aces when they still try and huff the rook expecting an easy break.

I fear death and the unknown. What happens to me after I die? My body turns to dust but what happens to my soul (without getting religious). I always believe as I leave one life in one universe I'm reborn in another life in another universe and so on and so forth till the end of time if there is one.

It sure smells depressing in here.

CHEER UP OR CHEER OFF!!!

I get kept going by how happy I am and how much my life is looking up. That's not to say I don't empathize with the situation you find yourselves in. Yes, there were times. I'm sure you knew, when I bit off, more than I could chew. And through it all. When there was doubt. I chewed it up, and spit it out. And through it all, I stood tall and did it my way.

On the subject of death, way I reason it: what have we got to fear? We've all been 'dead' (or at least, not alive) for an infinite amount of time, and never once suffered inconvenience. I believe in an afterlife (experiences 'on the job' with ghost-hunting friends, I no longer have the right not to), but if there's not one then what's the issue? Side-effects of that viewpoint include a desire to do absolutely everything and a lack of respect for danger, but that just makes life sweeter in my opinion.

Plus, have you heard of quantum immortality? That's a real scientific theory. Basically the universe splits into separate universes each time an event with multiple outcomes occurs, and as we only perceive the universes in which we live we'll always see ourselves as living through every life-threatening encounter. We might all have died multiple times, but of course are only aware of universes where we didn't. So, congratulations: you are Schrodinger's cat.

It's not the death that frightens me, but the dying.

I volunteered at a hospice. When it comes to the crunch, no-one actually seems scared. Of course there's a much better argument for life than death, but in that moment all fears seem to dissipate.

And how many people were crushed underneath a motorcycle, bleeding out and screaming at a hospice?

Quantum Immortality no but I have heard about the muti-universe theory---I think the new Cosmos had it on their show once---I find such subjects fascinating.

I actually have a pretty good life. Good job, my health, wife that loves me. Get to play Skyrim on a comp that can handle graphic mods. I really don't need anything to keep me going, I love my life.

The fact that I love my life.

What's with that kind of response? None, obviously. Not everyone goes as peacefully as someone else might, but there's always supposed to be that moment of complete tranquility where, as far as we know, the brain shuts down.

It gets weird out there in the fringes of science Quite a nice theory to think about, though. As is the 'we all have our doppelganger' one. Had this chat with friends earlier, assuming your doppelganger was an up-for-anything sort would you fight them or have six?

Cake and vidyah games and seeing Joe Manganiello and/or Steve Bacic shirtless.

I gotta pick up Dark Souls 2 this weekend. And chocolate cake. [censored] my diet.

That's not tranquility. That's tragedy.