The philosopy of death in detail

I really liked what AliceNWonderland said.

To have no desire of coming back from death. Maybe there really is a place for the dead to go. Another life. Something so beautiful that you would never want to come back to Earth again. That kind of thinking really makes you feel content inside.

I remember I used to think alot about it. I came to the conclusion that once we died that that was it. We were dead. Without conscience, just dead. An empty void so black as to look surreal. Our bodies become lifeless and motionless and we disappear into oblivion never to think or feel again. This was very disheartening to me...I felt a kind of incompleteness with this answer. Maybe even fear. Who would want an existence like that? If it can even be called an existence that is...

No, I've decided that if I were to think of death, that it should be in such a way that would feel only 'right'. Because that's what it all comes down to right? I can't possibly care to mind death so much, it will always be there with me, might as well make the best of it.

Jam it back in, in the dark.