I don't know whether it's death I'm afraid of, really- or the infinite deception and the willingness to be deceived. My fears are borne of concern for all of humanity (civilized and less civilized/industrialized cultures), the planet, any remnant of the virtuous spirit - today and tomorrow. The ability to turn a blind eye, the ease involved in apathy, the interest in things which don't matter.
I fear for what could be - when I am gone (in breath).