Death Comes To Us All
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Everybody had to take a stupid language in high school, and mine was spanish. have you ever had one of those morbid days, where you seem to thnk an awful lot about death? And I don[t mean in a psychotic "boy I wish I could kill myself right now" kind of a way (although I will admit, the thought has gone through my head on occassion). Lately though, especially today, I find my mind wander to death, the end, el finito, game voer man. And I wonder what it would be like to die, to feel your life slipping away in some cold barren hospital room, or trapped in some car after an accident. Hopefully I'm not the only one who wonders what it'd be like, and if so, well, then I guess I'm just a freak. Heaven, or Hell? And if neither of those places exist, then what? Lately, I've been thinking that there most certainly must be something after death (what with the whole Ghost thing going on), but what it is I don't exactly know. And I doubt anyone would come asking me for a definitive answer on the subject, so I think I'll be OK in that department. Have you any thoughts, dearest Blogging friends? Eventually I guess we'll all find out for ourselves what exactly death is,a nd what it feels like. But for now, we'll just have to try and make the best of our wait. :)
OK, enough of that morbid crap, and onto more boring things (i.e. my life). Everything here goes much the same as it did before I met Carrie. It's kind of weird how quickly life can change. One minute, you're a lonely loser who plays video games all day, the next your flying high, filled with love and hope, and then snap, everything changes back to the way it was. Only things aren't exactly the way they were, in that I am now different. There is a hol ein my chest, a void, and I don't know if it will ever be filled again. I know, it sounds silly, like I'm over reacting (I mean, it is just one girl) but you have to remember that I'm not exactly a ladies man, or a great catch. I know this. I'm aware of this, and have accepted this fact. I just wish stupid jerk girls wouldn't come along and give me stupid hope. Oh well.
I've been reading a bit more in the "Mystery Book". It's still pretty interesting, for some reason, but doesn't make a whole lot of sense. Has anyone heard of a book like this? It seems so weird. Oh well. Like I said, I've scoured the internest pretty well, but haven't found anything.
Well, that's the update for now. I'll write some more later.
posted by JD Peterson at 2:54 PM
5 Comments:
ah yes. those types of morbid thoughts i've always found rather interesting. and of course, the question of what happens after death. i'd like to just not think about it (too hard). no one knows, so why worry about it? you can have whatever belief you would like, and if it works for you, more power to you. personally, the afterdeath i'd most look forward to is reincarnation. but who knows if that happens? perhaps whatever you believe, or whatever you'd most like to have happen is what happens to you. there's no reason it couldn't. perhaps that is the one time in our lives that a sort of magical phenomenon occurs. now you've got me pondering too...*sigh*
10:50 PM
Ah death... What sad lonely Cure fan hasn't thought about that subject? Now I'm with Lohans on this one, I frankly don't give more than a shit what happens. That notion will most likely send me to hell or purgatory for that notion, but it sure would be interesting to have a chat with Aristotle if that were the case. As for dying itself... Your brain will freak out, and you will start to hallucinate--that will give you what people believe to be a near death experience (which is kinda is, except for the same reaction from a centrifuge test). Believe what you want about it. Who knows (nobody alive...)? You might actually see a dead man's party (oh Oingo Boingo... How I love thee!).
2:36 AM
DAMN! I thought I had edited that well, but I didn't... I also studied Spanish in high school, mostly because it was either that or french in the first high school I attended, but partly to figure out what everybody was saying growing up (oh Southern California... How I love thee... Which explains why I'm a Boingo fan really.).
2:39 AM
Really? They made you like Oingo Boingo if you're from California? I was unaware fo this. I should look and see if there's any bands I'm obligated to listen to since I'm from Minnesota. :)
10:01 AM
No, it's just that everywhere else in the world, they're a one hit wonder, but since they were based in LA, they were part of every Halloween. The holiday hasn't the same since they quit in 95...
12:03 PM
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