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I've been thinking alot about death recently (for no reason other than sometimes humans tend to do that from time to time), and it occurred to me that I've led such a blessed life that should I die tomorrow, I would have zero regrets.
I've done everything I wanted to, been everywhere I wanted to, enriched the lives of some, worsened the lives of others (but in a way this enriches the lives of those who would otherwise have had to deal with them) and have no goals left to set myself.
Being non-religious I don't have an irrational fear of death, I just see it as the divide between life and a non-existent state in the same way that my birth was a divide between the same non-existent state and life.
It would be nice to see England win the World Cup in my lifetime, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter, mainly because I don't believe there is a grand scheme of things.
What fascinates me most is that the spark of life - the entity, the consciousness - that is me, must have come from somewhere. Maybe it is just something produced by lots of synapses firing off in my brain, maybe I'm just an area for all my thoughts to come together to enable them to be projected out, and the brain evolved 'conscious identity' as the easiest way of doing this. Or maybe I'm a spirit, or a soul. Or maybe life is something completely different.
6 billion people on the planet and nobody has figured it out yet, I doubt anyone ever will either, and I doubt death will provide any answers. So until that event, I'm just going to carry on enjoying life (and taking the rough with the smooth, for that is part of life).
I've done everything I wanted to, been everywhere I wanted to, enriched the lives of some, worsened the lives of others (but in a way this enriches the lives of those who would otherwise have had to deal with them) and have no goals left to set myself.
Being non-religious I don't have an irrational fear of death, I just see it as the divide between life and a non-existent state in the same way that my birth was a divide between the same non-existent state and life.
It would be nice to see England win the World Cup in my lifetime, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter, mainly because I don't believe there is a grand scheme of things.
What fascinates me most is that the spark of life - the entity, the consciousness - that is me, must have come from somewhere. Maybe it is just something produced by lots of synapses firing off in my brain, maybe I'm just an area for all my thoughts to come together to enable them to be projected out, and the brain evolved 'conscious identity' as the easiest way of doing this. Or maybe I'm a spirit, or a soul. Or maybe life is something completely different.
6 billion people on the planet and nobody has figured it out yet, I doubt anyone ever will either, and I doubt death will provide any answers. So until that event, I'm just going to carry on enjoying life (and taking the rough with the smooth, for that is part of life).
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I don't think I'd have any regrets, but is that because I'm not ambitious enough at the moment?
How about regretting dying, would you regret that?
With me, the usual "I didn't tell X, Y and Z how I felt" of course if I found out I was dying and had ten days to live, I'd bloody well find them and tell them.
Not enjoying school more, letting people push me around and not speaking up at certain times. I'd still like to knock a few people out from there...
Loads of pointless things like not watching certain films (regarded as classics) not writing a song or painting a picture (though I have made games and written [bad] scripts)
Treating my family the way I have been would be a regret. I think I've been stuck in the mopey teenager mould for so long, only recently did I realise "Wait, I'm in my 20s, I shouldn't be acting this way to my family" And by that I mean barely talking to them and giving them one word answers when they ask me questions. So I've been nicer lately.
With me, the usual "I didn't tell X, Y and Z how I felt" of course if I found out I was dying and had ten days to live, I'd bloody well find them and tell them.
Not enjoying school more, letting people push me around and not speaking up at certain times. I'd still like to knock a few people out from there...
Loads of pointless things like not watching certain films (regarded as classics) not writing a song or painting a picture (though I have made games and written [bad] scripts)
Treating my family the way I have been would be a regret. I think I've been stuck in the mopey teenager mould for so long, only recently did I realise "Wait, I'm in my 20s, I shouldn't be acting this way to my family" And by that I mean barely talking to them and giving them one word answers when they ask me questions. So I've been nicer lately.
I've got a load of plans for the future.
I'd regret not being able to take part in them
I'd regret not being able to take part in them
Is this actual regrets, or fantasy regrets?
EDIT: Because I've always wanted a big hat.
EDIT: Because I've always wanted a big hat.
-"should I die tomorrow, I would have zero regrets."
I find that almost impossible to comprehend. I have a lot of regrets - not that I let them eat away at me, but they are still there.
I find that almost impossible to comprehend. I have a lot of regrets - not that I let them eat away at me, but they are still there.
I'd regret not playing on a big stage.
Edit: That's big, as in the NEC style thingy.
Edit: That's big, as in the NEC style thingy.
Not hunting down and killing Robbie Williams.
Hey, I'm dead anyway.
Hey, I'm dead anyway.
Quitting law.
If i'd been with the current Mrs Light when I went through all that, I could have stuck it out I think. My current job is just as pressurised, but I'm coping with it. And it's entirely due to her support.
If i'd been with the current Mrs Light when I went through all that, I could have stuck it out I think. My current job is just as pressurised, but I'm coping with it. And it's entirely due to her support.
Spetch wrote:
> I know its stupid...but i'd regret not running on top of all the seats
> in a cinema.
I actually did that once. Was the last day of the summer holiday in 2000 I think, me and my brother both had an extra day off so we went to watch X-men. We were the only ones in there so we took full advantage of it.
Ran up and down the seats, tried to sit in every seat at least once etc. I accidentally broke one of the seats. Pretty much did what everyone else has always wanted to. The bloke with the torch came in every once in a while to make sure we weren't trashing the place but we managed to avoid getting caught.
Believe me when I say...it is as fun as you expect it to be.
> I know its stupid...but i'd regret not running on top of all the seats
> in a cinema.
I actually did that once. Was the last day of the summer holiday in 2000 I think, me and my brother both had an extra day off so we went to watch X-men. We were the only ones in there so we took full advantage of it.
Ran up and down the seats, tried to sit in every seat at least once etc. I accidentally broke one of the seats. Pretty much did what everyone else has always wanted to. The bloke with the torch came in every once in a while to make sure we weren't trashing the place but we managed to avoid getting caught.
Believe me when I say...it is as fun as you expect it to be.
I know its stupid...but i'd regret not running on top of all the seats in a cinema. And not being able to stop time. Im not being an a-hole and ruining this topic, but its true.
*edit : but hey, i'm 13
*edit : but hey, i'm 13
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