What are your thoughts or fears on dying?

I fear most that I’ll cease to exist. No thoughts to keep me company, no black void I’m floating around in forever, no treasured afterlife (or even horrible afterlife) declared to exist by any religion. The worst imaginable afterlives of religion, philosophy and fiction aren’t nearly as bad as the concept of being erased from existence, never to think or feel or be again. It’s the worst fate I could possibly imagine.