Why should I live in fear of death? I have faced it, literally.
I do not seek "resurrection", never have, never will.
I will not spend my whole life concerned about that or the fear that you speak of for they both stifle ones life.
My question to you or anybody else about love/evil is open to question.
Survival of the fittest comes to mind, with it's fear.
So tell me, what is the illusion?
Define "love", define "evil", that will tell you.