Yehuda Yudkowsky is dead. There is nothing left of him. He does not live on in me. He’s dead. That’s all. And maybe some day I’ll contribute to laying the reaper, if not forever then at least for a few billion years. And maybe then I’ll feel better, or maybe I wont. But the point is I’m not conflicted; I know what I’m doing about it. And it’s all right to feel the same way, despite all the people telling you about ways to come to terms with death. It’s all right to say “No, I wont come to terms with it. It’s just evil.”
Eliezer from the Death panel talk:
This made me want to get up and cheer.
I felt depressed through the first part but by the end I felt the same :) “Its just evil”