I have learned that it takes faith to figure you may make it home after a trip from point "A" to point "B" and back again.. Otherwise why leave the house.. to certain death..
Silly is in the eye of the semanticist.. or in the "legend and myth" of science..
But faith doesn't guarantee you will make it, so I hardly see how it adds any comfort to a paranoid personality.
Every thing we do includes some risk of failure or danger. Everyone has a personal level of comfort with risk. You seem to fear commonplace levels of risk -- an odd position for someone who sees death as a beginning of something better. Wouldn't life be simpler if you learned about reality and accepted the unforeseeable as unforeseeable?