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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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I wrote one sex topic.
Sex and death. Two of the things I think about most.
Losing my faith done wonders for my sex inhibitions, but its made contemplate death alot.
Sex and death. Two of the things I think about most.
Losing my faith done wonders for my sex inhibitions, but its made contemplate death alot.
Anyway, I thought you wrote trademark sex topics? Don't go combining the two now..
Rosalind wrote:
> I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be
> anymore.
Not if you have your body stuffed and put in the ocrner of your living room.
Seriously though, death just isn't scary. Pain is, but when you die it ends. And I don't see the point in moping about after someone dies - celebrate their life! I hope people have a party after I die, that way I'll be remember as "that bloke who died and everyone had a party"!
> I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be
> anymore.
Not if you have your body stuffed and put in the ocrner of your living room.
Seriously though, death just isn't scary. Pain is, but when you die it ends. And I don't see the point in moping about after someone dies - celebrate their life! I hope people have a party after I die, that way I'll be remember as "that bloke who died and everyone had a party"!
Rosalind wrote:
> I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be
> anymore.
How many people do you know or can think of that are dead. By the fact that you know of them, they still exist, famous or not.
AND/OR
there is no evidence to suggest that there is nothing after death in the same way that there is nothing to support that there is an afterlife. Because there is so many stories of what happens next, I'm quite looking forward to finding out who was right, but that's not going to take over the enjoyment I'm getting out of this life, as I'm learning many valuable lessons to take with me wherever I go.
> I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be
> anymore.
How many people do you know or can think of that are dead. By the fact that you know of them, they still exist, famous or not.
AND/OR
there is no evidence to suggest that there is nothing after death in the same way that there is nothing to support that there is an afterlife. Because there is so many stories of what happens next, I'm quite looking forward to finding out who was right, but that's not going to take over the enjoyment I'm getting out of this life, as I'm learning many valuable lessons to take with me wherever I go.
I love sleeping. :D
Its my favorite thing. But isn't that odd, for my favorite thing to be being unconcious.
Its funy when you hurt all the time. It gives you an odd perspective of things.
but imagine sleeping forever and never waking up. Is that what it is like to die? I don;t think so, because foe one thing, you lose the attachhment with your body, the vehicle that we move around in, the thing through which we experiance our world.
Its my favorite thing. But isn't that odd, for my favorite thing to be being unconcious.
Its funy when you hurt all the time. It gives you an odd perspective of things.
but imagine sleeping forever and never waking up. Is that what it is like to die? I don;t think so, because foe one thing, you lose the attachhment with your body, the vehicle that we move around in, the thing through which we experiance our world.
Just take a big long comfy nap - job done.
No I will cease to be in pain if I die, which is what makes me want to die in some ways.
I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be anymore.
I am scared to not exist. I can't imagine it. I just won't be anymore.
"Don't like to think too much
it makes me think too much
it keeps my mind on my mind"
Rollins Band - Disconnect.
it makes me think too much
it keeps my mind on my mind"
Rollins Band - Disconnect.
Why does death frighten you? Is it because you feel that you may be in pain? Or because you feel that you have more to contribute to the world?
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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