No longer am I afraid of death.
Every waking hour I am alive, I become stronger for the moment that which it will come, the death and persecution of my flesh, never my soul.
I am no longer afraid of death, because I know and understand several things.
Death is only a transition.
It is not my time, so when it comes, it will be as if a blink of the eye.
I am no longer afraid of death. I want to smile with bliss, when it approaches momentarily.
My physical is only a shell, and chains of my soul, in which I will gladly separate from, on my departure…
I am not afraid of death.
I am afraid of one thing, however, and that is God.
I fear his power that is far too sacredly strong and powerful.
I fear you lord.
May you continue to bless me, protect me, and sharpen my mind soul and heart for death.
Death, the final destination of us all.
There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.