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I'm feeling confused.
On the one hand (*contemplates her right hand*), I'm scared of death. I'm scared of not exsting anymore. I don't want to die I want to live forever.
On the other hand *is now scrutinizing her left hand* I'm intrigued by death. I want to stop hurting. When I die I won't hurt anymore. I'm so tired all of the time and I want to rest. I want to be asleep, to not be consious. How different is being asleep, to being dead?
Its a big contradiction. I'm scared of not exisiting, but also I'm tired of an existance where I am in pain and I am tired. In some ways I wish to experiance what its like to not exist. But of course I can't experiance whats its like not to exist, because I won't exist to experiance it.
On the one hand (*contemplates her right hand*), I'm scared of death. I'm scared of not exsting anymore. I don't want to die I want to live forever.
On the other hand *is now scrutinizing her left hand* I'm intrigued by death. I want to stop hurting. When I die I won't hurt anymore. I'm so tired all of the time and I want to rest. I want to be asleep, to not be consious. How different is being asleep, to being dead?
Its a big contradiction. I'm scared of not exisiting, but also I'm tired of an existance where I am in pain and I am tired. In some ways I wish to experiance what its like to not exist. But of course I can't experiance whats its like not to exist, because I won't exist to experiance it.
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Eleanor Rigby is fantastic.
The entire song is about a life lived out of sight of everybody else.
"Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the facethat she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
Ah look at all the lonely people"
Whole existences are being lived right now by people that nobody knows about or cares.
Genuinely loving, nice people by themselves and we'll never know of their existence. Somebody staring at the wall or floor, wanting someone to tell them they are special and they'll never get that.
A whole life in the shadows, nice people that never make a mark for whatever reason.
That's worse than death.
The entire song is about a life lived out of sight of everybody else.
"Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the facethat she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
Ah look at all the lonely people"
Whole existences are being lived right now by people that nobody knows about or cares.
Genuinely loving, nice people by themselves and we'll never know of their existence. Somebody staring at the wall or floor, wanting someone to tell them they are special and they'll never get that.
A whole life in the shadows, nice people that never make a mark for whatever reason.
That's worse than death.
Rosalind wrote:
> Sex and death. Two of the things I think about most.
and I write about :)
It always confounds me when people say they are scared of death. It is inevitable (unless cryogenics (sp) takes a big leap forward and even then tis pointless wanting to be frozen!!) but depending upon your belief may not be the end of your existance.
I do not want to exist in any shape or form after I die. I have friends and relatives who go to those mystic things to get messages from dead friends and relatives which to be honest I find totally creepy. Saying that nobody has ever, that I know of, received a message saying that 'the dead' were in a terrible place and they wish they weren't there!
> How different is being asleep, to being dead?
I should imagine very but having not experienced it I can only assume that you only regain consciousness after one of them.
> Its a big contradiction. I'm scared of not exisiting, but also I'm
> tired of an existance where I am in pain and I am tired.
True tis a big contradiction but how would you feel if you were not in constant pain? Would you still be questioning existance and non existance like this.
Probably the nearest you could get to feeling like you don't exist while still alive would be to experience true loneliness. The Beatles record - Eleanor Rigby (while being a terrible record) contains the line 'was buried along with her name, nobody came' and for some reason this really makes me achingly sad.
> Sex and death. Two of the things I think about most.
and I write about :)
It always confounds me when people say they are scared of death. It is inevitable (unless cryogenics (sp) takes a big leap forward and even then tis pointless wanting to be frozen!!) but depending upon your belief may not be the end of your existance.
I do not want to exist in any shape or form after I die. I have friends and relatives who go to those mystic things to get messages from dead friends and relatives which to be honest I find totally creepy. Saying that nobody has ever, that I know of, received a message saying that 'the dead' were in a terrible place and they wish they weren't there!
> How different is being asleep, to being dead?
I should imagine very but having not experienced it I can only assume that you only regain consciousness after one of them.
> Its a big contradiction. I'm scared of not exisiting, but also I'm
> tired of an existance where I am in pain and I am tired.
True tis a big contradiction but how would you feel if you were not in constant pain? Would you still be questioning existance and non existance like this.
Probably the nearest you could get to feeling like you don't exist while still alive would be to experience true loneliness. The Beatles record - Eleanor Rigby (while being a terrible record) contains the line 'was buried along with her name, nobody came' and for some reason this really makes me achingly sad.
When you're dead you find out what happens to people that die. For that reason I'm jealous of dead people.
Is it right to bring kids into the world if you are sure that death is the final absolute? By bringing me into the world my parents have brought joy to all those who know me ;) and have given me an existence for 0-100 years. They have also condemned me to death eternal and a life full of wondering what the blo*dy point is: apart from having fun. But fun is only fleeting.
However the only way to live beyond death and the only way to make life meaningful is to have kids (which I vehemently don't want).
That damn Turtle!
However the only way to live beyond death and the only way to make life meaningful is to have kids (which I vehemently don't want).
That damn Turtle!
Death confuses me quite a lot, like it does to many people, but I just tend not to think about it.
Since I can't remember my very early years, it seems as though I just appeared sometime mid-life and everything before that wasn' me, it was simply a stand in while the real me grew inside my mind to be awoken sometime. While this sounds like one of my stupid stories at the moment, I'm just wondering if that's what death will be like.
Life carrying on, like I have with my current life, but within another, within a new age and experience things all over again; reading, writing and everything else that stand out in our memories as special.
Who knows, maybe we'll get to relive our lives in a different way, oblivous to us. This is the one thing that scares me about death, reliving the same life over and over, trying to better it without knowing, running after an endless goal which only exists within our minds.
But death doesn't really bother me, I just live each day as it comes and hopes something different will happen with my life instead of working in some shop until I'm and dying, that's why I'm trying to change my life before it starts.
I've always wanted to write, and that's what I will do, whether or not it's for a living, that's the main reason I'm writing a book. It's a bad book, but I'm 14, I want to learn about these things and then slowly get better, I can't expect to just appear then do brilliant.
The short stories I write in these forums really help me, because my imagination is always tested and I keep it active, instead of wasting away infront of a TV, I do as much I can while I can. The only thing is I can't seem to write like I do in the forums and put it into a book, I find myself writing about more serious matters, which don't suit my style of which I prefer to write, instead of writing in a farce and abstract form that keeps my brian working.
Hopefully, this will be okay, I'm going to write a serious book and try to expand, then go back to my roots and do what I really love to do, and that's writing from my heart and soul, while this sounds like I'm just spouting sentimental crap, if you write, REALLY write, you'll know what I mean.
Luckily, death kind of helps me, really, provoking thoughts that scare people, to make stories a lot more enticing and readable, thought provoking is the best thing to do. While I still have a lot to learn, I'll keep trying and still live without death looming over my shoulders, constantly trying to put me off.
If that is it, then I may as well try to make the most of my life.
Since I can't remember my very early years, it seems as though I just appeared sometime mid-life and everything before that wasn' me, it was simply a stand in while the real me grew inside my mind to be awoken sometime. While this sounds like one of my stupid stories at the moment, I'm just wondering if that's what death will be like.
Life carrying on, like I have with my current life, but within another, within a new age and experience things all over again; reading, writing and everything else that stand out in our memories as special.
Who knows, maybe we'll get to relive our lives in a different way, oblivous to us. This is the one thing that scares me about death, reliving the same life over and over, trying to better it without knowing, running after an endless goal which only exists within our minds.
But death doesn't really bother me, I just live each day as it comes and hopes something different will happen with my life instead of working in some shop until I'm and dying, that's why I'm trying to change my life before it starts.
I've always wanted to write, and that's what I will do, whether or not it's for a living, that's the main reason I'm writing a book. It's a bad book, but I'm 14, I want to learn about these things and then slowly get better, I can't expect to just appear then do brilliant.
The short stories I write in these forums really help me, because my imagination is always tested and I keep it active, instead of wasting away infront of a TV, I do as much I can while I can. The only thing is I can't seem to write like I do in the forums and put it into a book, I find myself writing about more serious matters, which don't suit my style of which I prefer to write, instead of writing in a farce and abstract form that keeps my brian working.
Hopefully, this will be okay, I'm going to write a serious book and try to expand, then go back to my roots and do what I really love to do, and that's writing from my heart and soul, while this sounds like I'm just spouting sentimental crap, if you write, REALLY write, you'll know what I mean.
Luckily, death kind of helps me, really, provoking thoughts that scare people, to make stories a lot more enticing and readable, thought provoking is the best thing to do. While I still have a lot to learn, I'll keep trying and still live without death looming over my shoulders, constantly trying to put me off.
If that is it, then I may as well try to make the most of my life.
I wonder if I would give up sex if it meant no pain?
I think no pain at all would be a really bad thing. Some people can't feel any pain and as a result they cause themselves harm without realising it. They burn and cut themselves and they don't realise because it doesn't hurt.
But I might give up sex if it would get rid of what is wrong with me.
I think no pain at all would be a really bad thing. Some people can't feel any pain and as a result they cause themselves harm without realising it. They burn and cut themselves and they don't realise because it doesn't hurt.
But I might give up sex if it would get rid of what is wrong with me.
Whilst I'm not scared of death, I think that to die right now would seriously blow ponies.
I like being alive, and it would suck so much for everyone else if I died.
Lisa would be sad. Malibu would be sad. Georgia would be sad. That would not be good.
Do I wonder what comes after life? No, not a great deal. Curiosity killed the cat, soI guess the cat knows. Go ask the cat.
I'm currently reading a book called 'How the Dead Live', and death is much like life, but without feeling. So no pain. No sex either though.
I like being alive, and it would suck so much for everyone else if I died.
Lisa would be sad. Malibu would be sad. Georgia would be sad. That would not be good.
Do I wonder what comes after life? No, not a great deal. Curiosity killed the cat, soI guess the cat knows. Go ask the cat.
I'm currently reading a book called 'How the Dead Live', and death is much like life, but without feeling. So no pain. No sex either though.
Rosalind wrote:
> Is no one elses scared or even sligtly worried about being dead?
Not being dead no, dying is a little worrying, but once im actually dead thats the road trip over, no more thinking, no more doing. Just sitting in a wooden box, waiting to decompose. Although i might get cremated.
> Is no one elses scared or even sligtly worried about being dead?
Not being dead no, dying is a little worrying, but once im actually dead thats the road trip over, no more thinking, no more doing. Just sitting in a wooden box, waiting to decompose. Although i might get cremated.
"I'll go when I'm good and ready, not a day before. Too many things to do and places to see, too many enemies to vanquish and too many palaces to burn in the name of history"
"Sleep,
Little slices of death,
How I loathe them".
Alan Edgar Poe
"The saddest part about death is that you cannot remember your life".
The sagacious one
"The dead know only one thing: it is better to be alive".
Private Joker
Full Metal Jacket
Little slices of death,
How I loathe them".
Alan Edgar Poe
"The saddest part about death is that you cannot remember your life".
The sagacious one
"The dead know only one thing: it is better to be alive".
Private Joker
Full Metal Jacket
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