I'm a pretty morbid guy now that i've given some thought to this topic of death (i'm now thinking of morbidity in the terms of being directed toward life i suppose). While i enjoy living and wake up every daywith a concious thought concerning that i'm alive and life is good even if only because of that. An afterlife of sorts doesn't really seem to tie in with my perception of "death," which is why i aim to enjoy everyday as much as possible-simply put, why miss out now, 'cause never again will something exist (for myself and the rest of us as a collaborative livestock) that is like today. This vast expanse of nothing could be quite frightening, maybe if i was insane i'd run from it.
Events have occured in my life where the odds of departure from this state of being dropped in my favor despite leaning heavily in the opposite direction. Voiding a sense of divine intervention, i just live with the fact that i'm not going to die yet-maybe tommorow, but not right now, so i don't have a nerve to think too much in that direction.
If our concious thought process, imagination, drive for human life, whatever, IS a just a chemical reaction occuring within the brain, it's great that humans have as a species developed means to direct, even CREATE the action through compassion, art, empathy, touch, music, language, love.