I fear dying a stupid death. Something like going into a Walmart only to be crushed by the weight of all the slave labor goods that were made out of blood, sweat and tears! That terrifies me, yet the ignorance is bliss post human consumer might think that is a great way to die!

All joking aside, my only fear of dying is leaving things unresolved. I am working to find resolution with all my relationships, and like you brother, I dont believe we truly die. The "meatsuit" as I have heard you put it, will fall to the earth, but the spirit lives on. Death will be another journey.