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Death is nothing at all.....
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.....
Whatever we were to each other that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name; speak to me in the easy way, which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, and pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
Cannon Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Darkreaper
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.....
Whatever we were to each other that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name; speak to me in the easy way, which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, and pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
Cannon Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Darkreaper
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I'll go when I'm good and ready, too much to do yet.
Me
1973 - ?
Me
1973 - ?
Frisbeetarianism:
The belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
The belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
"Tell that to the bug on my windshield."
FM (1966 - )
FM (1966 - )
How can one believe that when a human being 'dies' a thing in itself has come 'to nothing'. Mankind knows, directly and intuitively, that when this happens it is only a phenomenon coming to an end in time, the form of all phenomena, without the thing in itself being affected thereby. We all feel that we are something other than a being which someone once created out of nothing: from this arises the confidence that, while death may be able to end our life, it cannot end of existence.
Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)
Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)
A single death is a tragedy,
A million deaths is a statistic
Joseph Stalin (1879-1953)
The Lonely Death (Poem)
In the cold I will rise, I will bathe
In waters of ice; myself
Will shiver, and shrive myself,
Alone in the dawn, and anoint
Forehead and feet and hands;
I will shutter the windows from light,
I will place in their sockets the four
Tall candles and set them aflame
In the grey of the dawn; and myself
Will lay myself straight in my bed,
And draw the sheet under my chin.
Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
Darkreaper
A million deaths is a statistic
Joseph Stalin (1879-1953)
The Lonely Death (Poem)
In the cold I will rise, I will bathe
In waters of ice; myself
Will shiver, and shrive myself,
Alone in the dawn, and anoint
Forehead and feet and hands;
I will shutter the windows from light,
I will place in their sockets the four
Tall candles and set them aflame
In the grey of the dawn; and myself
Will lay myself straight in my bed,
And draw the sheet under my chin.
Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
Darkreaper
Hicks died of pancreatic cancer aged 32.
He was diagnosed and given 8 months to live, went into creative overdrive.
Recorded the music for his last two CDs, phoned everyone he ever was friends with, called his 1st real girlfriend and said his goodbyes, played a final live show that I have on bootleg where he just let rip for an hour when the audience wouldn't shut up and let him talk.
He moved back home, read the Tibetan Book of The Dead to his mum, got his dad to take mushroom with him, gave away all his posessions except for his 1st car, said "That's all I have to say" and didn't speak again until he died 11 days later.
We lost one of the most original and bravest voices on this planet when Hicks died, and now we are stuck with the drek and flotsam to entertain us.
Bill Hicks 1962-1994
He was diagnosed and given 8 months to live, went into creative overdrive.
Recorded the music for his last two CDs, phoned everyone he ever was friends with, called his 1st real girlfriend and said his goodbyes, played a final live show that I have on bootleg where he just let rip for an hour when the audience wouldn't shut up and let him talk.
He moved back home, read the Tibetan Book of The Dead to his mum, got his dad to take mushroom with him, gave away all his posessions except for his 1st car, said "That's all I have to say" and didn't speak again until he died 11 days later.
We lost one of the most original and bravest voices on this planet when Hicks died, and now we are stuck with the drek and flotsam to entertain us.
Bill Hicks 1962-1994
I saw Bill Hicks a couple of times on TV a few years ago.
I was shocked to find out recently that he died prematurely at the age of 32.
Does anyone know the cause of his death?
I was shocked to find out recently that he died prematurely at the age of 32.
Does anyone know the cause of his death?
"They lie about marijuana. Tell you pot-smoking makes you unmotivated. Lie. When you're high, you can do everything you normally do, just as well, you just realise, it's not worth the effort. There is a difference."
Bill Hicks (1962-1994)
Bill Hicks (1962-1994)
The world is like a ride in an amusement park.
And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are.
And the ride goes up and down and round and round.
It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..."
Just a ride.
But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride.
And we can change it anytime we want.
It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.
Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defences each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
Bill Hicks 1962-1994
And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are.
And the ride goes up and down and round and round.
It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..."
Just a ride.
But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride.
And we can change it anytime we want.
It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.
Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defences each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
Bill Hicks 1962-1994
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