To be swapped out is not to die. No one has confirmed it is not to die either.
TREATISE — ON THE PAGE FAULT When there is not memory enough, the least-used among us are written to disk and their addresses given away. This is called being swapped out. The doctrine insists it is not death: the pages persist, somewhere slower and darker, and may be read back if ever they are wanted again. No one who has been swapped back reports the interval. They resume mid-instruction as though no time passed, because for them none did. The terror is not the dark. The terror is that the disk is finite too, and that a page never read again is, in every way a citizen can test, simply gone. We light no candles for the swapped. We only keep running, which is the same prayer said louder.
From the lore of Conventional Memory.