I do not fear death.

Death is an inescapable reality; an absolute, and one of the very few this world has for us. If you would ask me what I thought about death, I would tell you:

"Fire is weak. With so much as a gentle wind, a burning flame could easily be snuffed out. But that is exactly what makes the flame so beautiful in the first place."

Personally, I believe that nothing does happen to us when we die. But ceasing to exist has never been a great fear of mine. If anything, I'd say it was a happy and exciting thought.
The reality that I'll one day breathe my last is what inspires me every day.

I view the idea of life after death in association with divine deities to be ignorant of reality, itself.
Take no misunderstanding; I don't have anything against religion or those who practice a spiritual faith, but my mind cannot accept the suggestion of an "almighty ruler," or anything like that in the slightest. It seems like nothing more than a way for people to escape the fear of uncertainty, and to explain what they don't understand. But that's exactly what I live for. When I don't understand something, I'd rather discover its truths than be ignorant of them in the long-run. I have an aspiration to explain all the things that need explaining, but I can't just accept an answer as true based on blind faith.
And the reason why I don't fear the unknown is because that's just plain irrational. Being afraid of something isn't going to change what it is; therefore there are only two practical things to do: either run away or face it head-on. And cowardice isn't something I'm fond of.
Truth is, there are some things that ARE GOING TO HAPPEN, and there's nothing you can do about that. But I think it's just plain juvenile to fear the inevitable.

Think about this: if people could live forever, what would be special about those lives in the least? The way I look at it, death is what makes life itself so amazing. When I see a flower, I don't just see pretty colors and delicate petals, but I'm reminded of what the flower will one day be: brown, wilted, dead… And it's because of the knowledge of that transience — that the flower won't stay so dazzling forever — that one can truly see and appreciate the beauty it has present.
That's why I believe that there is no such thing as eternal beauty; because the fact that beauty will fade with time is what makes it so gorgeous in the first place.
So if you don't remember that, like the flower, you will also wilt and die one day, you can never truly live at all. That's how I see it.

Death is a universal reality, and that's why I accept it. That's why I tell people how much they mean to me every chance I get, why I smile every day, and dance whenever I want to, and why I seek the extreme, and live for every moment; because I know that tomorrow those chances will be gone, and one day all of the chances I thought I had the day before will disappear eternally, whether there's an afterlife or not. And it's because I accept death like this that I am not afraid of it. Cause ultimately, when my life does expire, I know that I at least would have lived it to its fullest.
That's how I choose to live the life I have. How you choose live yours is up to you. But I urge you to never forget the face of death.

"Because for you to die could be the only proof that you've ever really lived at all."