Fear...I think it comes from that you believe the fleshy shell that surrounds you is all there is. Over the last year or so, I really believe you can't kill me. You may kill the shell, maim it, torture it....and it may cease in this reality but I still win ....and I will be back stronger and wiser
. That's why "they" don't kill you...they kill everyone you know, all those you hold dear. And leave you...they enslave you with the emotional attachments they know you have for your family and friends. Then if that doesn't work...then it's you.