I now fully understand that living is imagination. Your life does not exist, because if something is real there would be physical evidence to support its existence. If there is no physical evidence or symptom, then the story, the emotion, the facts are just thoughts and imagination. Something that can never be grasped in your hands. Nothing will remain after you die, moreover it could not truly exist in the first place, since the truth will never be confirmed for certain- they can only be hunches. Even if you achieve a sort of “immortality”, such as genetics, fame, academia, art, politics or monarchy, these products will softly die away. They may lose their way in history or memory, or it may survive for decades, but no remaining skeleton will survive planets colliding, the human race dying and the universe simmering and imploding on itself. No finite design can be associated with the infinite, because infinity does not exist.
This means that your life is not real, because if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
"But I am living my life? I am experiencing my life, therefore it exists and it is real."
Yes, but you are the only one experiencing your existence, no one else is, therefore how do we know for certain that it is true, that it is real, that it exists in a true reality? And why should anyone believe in your reality if they are never able to experience it? This is not the problem, because we know the answer: we will never know what truth exists. What we do realise however is that the source of your life, the reason why it exists, is because of our minds, or more specifically our imagination. You are completely imagining your life, you have created the world within your mind that no one will ever experience. So if you want to change your life, use your mind and you can change it.
Do not be scared of death. Your life does not exist, it is only a role play. Death does not exist because life does not exist. We need opposites and associations, a negative, for things to exist. We need binary oppositions. We need something that it is not in order for something to be. So why attempt in vain to achieve immortality, when death does not exist? Why be selfish, narcissistic and desperate about your life, when death does not exist? When life does not exist?