Why do people fear...

[Jogeephus]

Excellent topic. I am going to focus on the fear of my end because that is the end that I will end on. Dying is a selfish act. It is nice that you don't have to make plans to end. You don't have to entertain it, feed it or do anything for it. You don't have to dress for it. You cannot take a trip and escape it. It just comes to you. Hopefully in your sleep. He44 don't scare me. I just don't like the concept of non-existance. But I don't fear it. Dying and ending is not to be feared, it is getting there that causes the fear.

When your dead, no worries, you can no longer contemplate your non-existance. So why do people fear?

I agree with everything you said till you got to the nonexistence part. I stepped to the other side and it was wonderful and I was conscious of what was going on and I wanted to embrace it and swallow every bit of this new and fascinating wonder but they pulled me back. I was mad and had to be restrained because someone was going to pay for depriving me of this and I had murder in my eyes. The doctor knew I had gone over and prescribed meds for what he said would be a serious depression typical of this type experience. I refused them but as he predicted I went into a deep depression brought on by mixed feelings of selfishness for not wanting to come back and my feelings that I was shrugging responsibilities in my desire to continue this wonderful journey. I don't fear death in the least. I just don't want to experience any suffering to get there.

 

[lavacarancher]

Excellent topic. I am going to focus on the fear of my end because that is the end that I will end on. Dying is a selfish act. It is nice that you don't have to make plans to end. You don't have to entertain it, feed it or do anything for it. You don't have to dress for it. You cannot take a trip and escape it. It just comes to you. Hopefully in your sleep. He44 don't scare me. I just don't like the concept of non-existance. But I don't fear it. Dying and ending is not to be feared, it is getting there that causes the fear.

When your dead, no worries, you can no longer contemplate your non-existance. So why do people fear?

I agree with everything you said till you got to the nonexistence part. I stepped to the other side and it was wonderful and I was conscious of what was going on and I wanted to embrace it and swallow every bit of this new and fascinating wonder but they pulled me back. I was mad and had to be restrained because someone was going to pay for depriving me of this and I had murder in my eyes. The doctor knew I had gone over and prescribed meds for what he said would be a serious depression typical of this type experience. I refused them but as he predicted I went into a deep depression brought on by mixed feelings of selfishness for not wanting to come back and my feelings that I was shrugging responsibilities in my desire to continue this wonderful journey. I don't fear death in the least. I just don't want to experience any suffering to get there.

I have never experienced this myself but when my MIL got sick all her kids (8 of them) smothered her with unreasonable attention, nursing care, hospital care, specialist, etc. She finally convinced them she wanted to be at home they agreed. But still the kids were being overbearing. She called them all together and told them in no uncertain words she was ready, she had seen the place she was going and that it would be OK. The kids all agreed and less than an hour later she passed - with a smile on her face and very peacefully. What a terrific lady.

 

[TexasBred]

Maybe so. He might also see it as the only way to feed a family and the act of feeding, is him moving away from the pain of seeing them starve to the pleasure of seeing them thrive.

That works IF you make the ride and end up "in the money" otherwise it's just another painful passion.

 

[3waycross]

Maybe so. He might also see it as the only way to feed a family and the act of feeding, is him moving away from the pain of seeing them starve to the pleasure of seeing them thrive.

That works IF you make the ride and end up "in the money" otherwise it's just another painful passion.

That's true but a passion makes us happy on some level or we wouldn't do it.

There are no exceptions to the rule. it's either pain or pleasure. and people only move to pain if doing so gives them pleasure. one always outweighs the other

 

[Dave]

Maybe so. He might also see it as the only way to feed a family and the act of feeding, is him moving away from the pain of seeing them starve to the pleasure of seeing them thrive.

That works IF you make the ride and end up "in the money" otherwise it's just another painful passion.

That's true but a passion makes us happy on some level or we wouldn't do it.

There are no exceptions to the rule. it's either pain or pleasure. and people only move to pain if doing so gives them pleasure. one always outweighs the other

Now that you have analyzed why I rode bucking horses I am confused as to why I did it. But I do know that if I were suddenly 40 years younger I would do it again. However, one thing I am certain about is that people have very different thresholds to pain. What is considered extremely painful to one person is no big deal to another. And my experience was that as a group rodeo cowboys have a pretty high pain threshold

 

[TexasBred]

Now that you have analyzed why I rode bucking horses I am confused as to why I did it. But I do know that if I were suddenly 40 years younger I would do it again. However, one thing I am certain about is that people have very different thresholds to pain. What is considered extremely painful to one person is no big deal to another. And my experience was that as a group rodeo cowboys have a pretty high pain threshold

I've wondered about that too. You see them participating in rodeos just a week or two after having broken bones etc. Pretty easy to see that you take a beating everytime you get on one but they keep getting on and keep loving it.

 

[3waycross]

Now that you have analyzed why I rode bucking horses I am confused as to why I did it. But I do know that if I were suddenly 40 years younger I would do it again. However, one thing I am certain about is that people have very different thresholds to pain. What is considered extremely painful to one person is no big deal to another. And my experience was that as a group rodeo cowboys have a pretty high pain threshold

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Because doing it brought you more pleasure than pain. . And I wasn't trying to analyze why you did it as much as i was trying to explain the theory. Try taking a day and looking at everything that way. You will see that it is hard to escape that logic. Virtually all human behaviour can be explained with that theory!

Even picking the lesser of two evils falls under that umbrella!

I agree on the pain threshold. I can be hit, stomped and kicked without it bothering me much at all. However being cut elicits a whole different feeling from my nervous system. I'd rather be shot than cut!

 

[Dave]

Now that you have analyzed why I rode bucking horses I am confused as to why I did it. But I do know that if I were suddenly 40 years younger I would do it again. However, one thing I am certain about is that people have very different thresholds to pain. What is considered extremely painful to one person is no big deal to another. And my experience was that as a group rodeo cowboys have a pretty high pain threshold

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Because doing it brought you more pleasure than pain. . And I wasn't trying to analyze why you did it as much as i was trying to explain the theory. Try taking a day and looking at everything that way. You will see that it is hard to escape that logic. Virtually all human behaviour can be explained with that theory!

Even picking the lesser of two evils falls under that umbrella!

I agree on the pain threshold. I can be hit, stomped and kicked without it bothering me much at all. However being cut elicits a whole different feeling from my nervous system. I'd rather be shot than cut![/quote]

Actually I think it was because I was addicted to the adrenalin rush.

Had a friend who was getting on a saddle bronc. Horse through a fit in the chute. He half climbed half was thrown out of chute. They got things under control and he got back on the horse. Rode him for 80 some points. Won the saddle bronc riding which paid couple thousand. Back behind the chutes as he was taking off his chaps someone noticed he was bleeding. Took 47 stiches to sew up the tear in his rear end. It occurred when the horse fought in the chute. He never noticed it. A little different felt pain level than others.

 

[cross_7]

JB Mauney
After spending several days in the hospital, Mauney missed four months of action and was forced to get a job taking machines apart at a ball bearing factory.

"I couldn't ride, so I had to get a job. That was the most incentive I needed to ride bulls good," Mauney said. "After two weeks, I told my dad whenever I got back, they're going to have a hell of a time getting me off, because I'm damn sure not doing this for the rest of my life. I just couldn't take being inside all my life."

It's a different breed of folks
I was skeered but I could overcome the fear of getting on and riding and I could handle the pain, but what I couldn't overcome was the fear of ending up like Jerome Davis.
I didn't have anyone in my life that thought enough of me to take care of me if I did get crippled and if I had I wouldn't want to put that burden on someone