Who thinks about death?

However you die J-boy, you will have pu55y on the mind, thats for sure!

 

Um....I know..you didn't unless the interenet has made it to the past life.

Why was it upsetting when you awoke?

 

hey bro, its the only way to go...

 

I think about it a fair amount..I just don't wanna get old really. I just turned 31 yesterday..and I was thinking about all the things I have done and accomplished and I must say I was I bit disappointed. Yea I had a Ferrari when I was 24, no big deal in the grand sceam of things. I suppose I have done more then others, but I there must be more to life then just working and owning different cars, or accumulating material things. I would so much like to see all the amazing things this world has to offer. But trouble is, you need a bunch of money to do it. I'm working hard to be able to experiance these things but sometimes it just does not work out.

I envy those who can just pack up there stuff..leave it all behined and just go and really live. To me having a bunch of money is not the goal. Its experiancing things that you will cherish and rememmber for the rest of your life. That is what I'm working towards. Up until now..I don't think I have lived a full life.

 

What if that pu55y has a festering yeast infection, genital warts and ooozes some brown infectious smelly liquid.....Would it still be the only way to go?

 

You realise it 11:45 am here, lunch is very soon..

You just put me off that didnt you, a55!

 

I'm pretty sure I died once, but thankfully I got better.

 

Don't think about it, but it does cross my mind. I've been surrounded by death my entire life. I've been to more funerals in my short 23 year life than most people ever do. If I were to take a rough estimate I'd say on average 2 a year.
I think it has played a slight role in making me who I am.

I almost died of Diverticulitus when I was around 3 years old. Lost 3 feet of my small intestine to gainge-green. By the time I was in 6th grade I had already lost 3 of my 4 grandparents. My dad's mother I never met, she died of cancer when he was in his early 20's. Lost my dad's father in 6th grade. Everyone says I never knew the real him, and that he died the day my grandma died.

I lost my Gaga, my mom's father in 5th grade. He and I were really close and I didn't realize it until a church retreat in high school and sobbed uncontrollably for quite sometime. My Meme, mom's mother, is still alive but she suffered a massive stroke when I was in 6th grade. She has been unable to speak, or move her right side ever since. That's been very hard and I choose to visit the nursing home as little as I have to.

It's caused me a lot of pain that I try not to admit to, not getting a chance to really know any of them and having only a few vague memories. Losing them at such a young age has put a lot in perspective. I've wanted nothing more than to find the love of my life, get married, and start a family as soon as possible. I haven't met her yet, but I put my faith in God's hands. I want my kids to get to know their grandparents and my parents can see them at least graduate from high school and God-willing, college.

My old neighbor who moved away when I was still in elementary school passed away last week and his funeral is tomorrow. He and his wife are like grandparents to me. It's going to be a tought day tomorrow and I'm already getting choked up writing this. We visited them every so often and for years I've wondered how much longer he had. I'm not quite sure I did, but it made me cherish each moment I was with them.

Death teaches us a lot I think. I think it actually caused me to mature a lot faster than most kids growing up. When you can accept death, you can fully accept life. I just try and stay positive and leave my life in God's hands. It's not our duty to think about when or how, it's our duty to just live each day and hope to take advantage of each. Cherish the time you spend with friends and family. Even if you get angry as hell at your wife or girlfriend, be glad she's there to greet you everyday. Make the most of what you have while you have it, with whom you have it with. You don't want to regret anything that was undone or not said.

 

I used to think of it quite a bit. That was back in high school days. I was surrounded by it - more than I can share. I'll just say this, we typically had a death toll of 7-8 a year. College and on, not so much thought has been put into it other than philosophical thoughts on my own, not to share with anyone else.

As for day to day thoughts on death - maybe when I think of cleaning up the spyware and spam crap on people's systems. Yup, I think about death.

 

redhead - I meant I didn't know if I died in the dream because the dream kept going on after the person who looked like me died. It was upsetting because the death in the dream was violent - of course I wasn't seriously upset, I hadn't even thought about it until I saw this post.

 

a lil tounge in cheek...hence the wink

 

Encounters with death are a part of living life. Sometimes its a friend's or relative's actual untimely death. Sometimes its in your face and imminent, as with a miserable prognosis with cancer or a thief pointing a gun at your chest. Sometimes its "OhMiGod, that was a close call" as perhaps those passengers on JetBlue said to each other last week or I said a year ago as a pickup truck drove off a cliff and landed 30 feet behind me. Remembering the person's life, thanking the doctor's or pilot's skill or your good fortune is worthwhile. Dwelling on death and the next speculative event isn't. It's not even a matter of being thankful that you've been lucky or fortunate to live in a rich country, time, profession, have family & friends, whatever (which is true); it's that any energy or time spent on the being gloomy about death can only take away from whatever you have.

 

thinking about death just makes me want to be as productive as possible and live life to its fullest extent each and every day while i still can.

 

the only people that really hate death is insurance companys as they stop recieving and have to give more back

 

Death is not the hard part; living is.

 

this came up with someone the other day (how do you want to die?) and i've had some close calls already this year and i decided if/when i go it's going to be in pursuit of pleasure, which brings up...

my response to the Q was "like michael hutchence probly"... either way if you're gonna go, go with a smile/hardon, it's one of those things you usually only get one shot at so make it count