Death, the discussion

[ericlee]

firstly, I don't want this thread to bring you down. Yeah, it's about the end but many famous and good people are already there so, I suppose and wonder that it can't be all that bad. And no. It's not an ericlee breakdown wanting to commit suicide/please help me thread but, it's something that I'm curious about and everyone else is curious about but too afraid to talk about. Don't be afraid. Face your fears. Death is a part of living. People die over the smallest things. Allergies, planes falling from the sky onto their cars while drivin down the highway. It just comes from out of nowhere. It's their path, their unknown fate.
It could happen to me tomorrow, could happen to you. My computer is dying as I type this so, bear with me, I'm trying to make paragraphs but, my return button isn't workin. I've got alot to talk about on this subject and always had .

[Kid Presentable]

I like death. I find it funny. I like how people talk to the dead, and only decide they like people lots once they're dead. I'm sad when people die, but I know they're probably better off. If you don't know you were ever alive, what are you missing out on?

[tracky]

I think about it a lot, especially about how fragile life really is and how easy it would be to die if you wanted to. It's almost just too easy, so why do that. Well that's what keeps me alive...

[Schmeltz]

I stopped being afraid to die after a few years of casually reading samurai Buddhist and ancient Greek philosophy. Life is ultimately meaningless, and death may indeed be followed by a form of bliss indescribably profound and everlasting, for all we know. But until it comes, in whatever form it takes, we must act on our agency to inquire, to discern, to illuminate, and to face our fates with fearless courage.

There is no meaning in the fall of the cherry blossom from the branch in autumn. But its beauty is at once transcendent and everlasting, unified and universal. There is no mystery to life or death. There is only the manner in which we face them.

[ericlee]

I like death. I find it funny. I like how people talk to the dead, and only decide they like people lots once they're dead. I'm sad when people die, but I know they're probably better off. If you don't know you were ever alive, what are you missing out on?

I like death, upon the right people. Some people just weren't supposed to live and when they get older, create so much damage that it's non repairable then, it's justified that they die. Talking to the dead is a hard subject for me to talk about. Alot of my dreams consist of my dad being there, in my dreams. It's too early in the morning to discuss my dreams of him as of now but, I can only say that he was born a fighter by nature, became a fighter due to the conflicts of the Vietnam war and it ate him away. It broke him to the point of no return and he suffered so hard. Hard enough that he even tried to seek counseling and they couldnt help him. they thought that he was beyond repair. Other than psych treatment that was unavailable for him, he suffered alot from Agent Orange which slowly deteriated him from the insides. My pops was a justifiable death and even though I've never understood him back then, I'm starting to understand him more and more since he's been gone. He didn't want me to know what he's been through and after he got a divorce with my mom he pushed me back more. He didnt want me to witness what was going wrong with him and it took me some time/research about him to know. That's respectable.

[ericlee]

I stopped being afraid to die after a few years of casually reading samurai Buddhist and ancient Greek philosophy. Life is ultimately meaningless, and death may indeed be followed by a form of bliss indescribably profound and everlasting, for all we know. But until it comes, in whatever form it takes, we must act on our agency to inquire, to discern, to illuminate, and to face our fates with fearless courage.

There is no meaning in the fall of the cherry blossom from the branch in autumn. But its beauty is at once transcendent and everlasting, unified and universal. There is no mystery to life or death. There is only the manner in which we face them.

Wow, just wow. I'm completely in aww from this. This post in general sent some shivers up the spine and hair standin on the edge. Excellent post. I found a Buddhist book on the 7 train while goin to work 3 weeks ago, no return to such and such library stamps on it so, I guess I'd better open it up cuase that was some deep thought right there. Hmmm, it's 544 in the am. I'd better catch some z's and I'll get back with ya. Hopefully, I don't die in me rest cause this post in general has alot of backbone to it and alot of discussion behind it. leave it to Schmeltz, folks. Keep your eyes on this guy(y)

[Kid Presentable]

If I get to 75, I'll probably blow my brains out.

[ericlee]

If I get to 75, I'll probably blow my brains out.

If I get to 60, my brains will blow themselves out.

[Knuckles]

My grandpa just turned 90 and still enjoys life. You just don't know how you are going to feel at any age until you get there.


Eric, I have a feeling that your journey of discovering who your father really was would make an amazing book.

[ericlee]

My grandpa just turned 90 and still enjoys life. You just don't know how you are going to feel at any age until you get there.


Eric, I have a feeling that your journey of discovering who your father really was would make an amazing book.

My great aunt passed away just last year at the age of 104. She was so content with her life, even after my great uncle passed away 6 years before her. He was 98 when he went on. I came home for vacation with my wife last year and my great aunt (Naiomi was her name, god did I love her name) knew that she was ready to go, sittin in a nursing home cause she didn't want to die in the house she was living in. She refused food and any kind of treatment. Her only request was a damp sponge swab stick to moisten her mouth. She met my wife for the first time sittin on her death bed which was one of the last faces she's seen. My mom told me that she was pretty incoherent till my wife walked into the room. Oh the look on her face when she saw my wife. She light up the room with a smile, asked my wife to come close and gave her a big kiss and told her to treat me good. My great aunt died the next day. She was a strong Irish lady, straight from Belfast Ireland. She came to the states when she was only 6 years old with her parents. One of my role models that I learn from.

Yeah Knucks, my pop's life would make an interesting book but, I'm sure my great aunt's life would be a little greater of a book but then again, she lived in a small town in Ohio and lived just a peacefull life whereas my pops has been through alot more. I even think my life would make a great book.

[Lyman Zerga]

would be weird if you been scared of death your whole life but probably 'miss' the moment when it happens cause youre old like white shit

im not scared of death itself but of the thought that im just me right now but tomorrow by this time im already starting to rot

and btw.. tracky for president!

[cosmo105]

i know that life is precious and short so i never go to sleep angry, walk out the door without a kiss, stay mad about something, worry what other people think, or count calories in chocolate.

[Lyman Zerga]

i know that life is precious and short so i never go to sleep angry, walk out the door without a kiss, stay mad about something, worry what other people think, or count calories in chocolate.

but not short enough to waste about 60% about your lifetime on here

*gives her the big L sign*

[cosmo105]

:(

[ericlee]

:(

(lb)

:rolleyes:

[Knuckles]

but not short enough to waste about 60% about your lifetime on here

*gives her the big L sign*

Haaaaaaaa!

I've got a huge BBMB tattoo on my ass.
Yeah, I'm that hardcore of a loser.

[ms.peachy]

I've been thinking a bit about this since my mom died last year. I'm sure the fact that she died so soon after my daughter was born, and that I had to kind of deal with all of that business whilst I was still kind of 'hormonally inflated' has everything to do with it. On the one hand, I'd love to be able to sit back and take a kind of zen view of the whole "when it's your time, it's your time" thing. But on the other - because my mom died of breast cancer, and because the odds for a woman contracting breast cancer are so much higher if her mother had it... well, I do often wonder if there's not a time bomb ticking away in my chest. My sister is thinking of having some test done, where they can look and see if you are carrying the genetic 'tag' for it. I can't decide if I want to know or not. I hate the idea that I could die without seeing my daughter grow up - get her ears pierced, or go to her first school dance, or graduate college, or whatever. But then I think, if I knew I was likely to get it, maybe I could plan better for her future. I mean I know there is nothing to say that, cancer or no, I could just have some random accident tomorrow and die anyway. But the odds against it are pretty long, whereas the odds of getting breast cancer, well, they're a little scary.

[Bob]

i'm not afraid of death

dying though, i'm afraid of that

[Rawr]

I've had three people die on me, and I've personally never have grieved...
I don't believe in death, I see it more as just a transitional stage to the spiritual realm, I mean.. life is a place to go and learn and I don't think you could possibly learn everything in just one life time, I believe we've all lived many lives before this...a eternal cycle until we've perfected our spirits... it makes no sense or seems fair if we'd be shoved into this boot camp and then just die, forever stuck in a black hole...

[Schmeltz]

^Yeah but there's very little about this world that makes sense or is fair.

PS - My take on Buddhism and shit like that is totally small time, that's just kind of fun reading I sometimes do. But it does help to make sense of some things.

[ericlee]

I've had three people die on me, and I've personally never have grieved...
I don't believe in death, I see it more as just a transitional stage to the spiritual realm, I mean.. life is a place to go and learn and I don't think you could possibly learn everything in just one life time, I believe we've all lived many lives before this...a eternal cycle until we've perfected our spirits... it makes no sense or seems fair if we'd be shoved into this boot camp and then just die, forever stuck in a black hole...


Lemme just say that you started it off wrong because you've completely written a well thoughtfull outlook on death but, started it with "I don't believe in death" If you don't believe in things then the discussion wouldn't be as deep as you've written it.

[jabumbo]

i often wonder if the desire to create new life implanted into our brains is there in the same vein as the things that give people the uninhibited ability to take someones life.

[Kid Presentable]

^Insofar as the desire to hurt people is mirrored by a desire to love things. Controlled in similar ways, aren't they? By the brain, I mean.

I think it's very human to expect more from existence. I like thinking about there being more to it than just this physical life, but I respectfully admonish it as greedy. But, I could be wrong. It's not my call to make.

Last year 5 people I knew died. Relatives, friends and so on. It was weird, but I learned that I'm getting a grip on death. The only challenge will be grieving for myself, if I'm lucky (or unlucky) enough to be aware that my time is approaching its end.

[Kid Presentable]

aw eh bro?

[Lex Diamonds]

Haha! You kissed cmute rhyme!

[cookiepuss]

bottom line: nobody gets out alive.

you can be the healthiest person in the world, run 5 miles a day and yet you will still die. it's universal and it basically unites us with all living things.

that's all I really have to say on the subject at the moment.

[Chicka B]

My view on death is just depressing and probably wrong ok, so don't listen to me or get mad 'cause it's just my opinion. Maybe I do need enlightenment or help or something, I don't know. It's just that I don't know what happens and nobody really does since they never died obviously, a dead person isn't gonna tell you. But what I think is, people have their own beliefs on what happens after they die to give them comfort. And that's great, I wish I could believe there's happiness and all that after I die but I can't...I just don't trust it. I think that once I die it's over, my brain doesn't work anymore so I wouldn't feel or think anything. And that really doesn't scare me at all, it actually gives me comfort. When I told my mom that she says "You're doomed to live a miserable life." or "Something's gonna happen that'll make you believe in God.", and just a couple days ago her and my little brother got hit by a drunk driver so of course I expected "See, God's trying to show you..." Nooo, it makes me really upset and feel like shit, because I knew it could've been worse and that's the last thing I wanna hear. I really don't want to even think about anyone in my family or friends dying, but I know once they're gone they're not in heaven, they're just...dead. Everyone will die someday. It's sad that they're not living and I can't see them anymore, but atleast they can't feel pain physically or emotionally. That's just just the way my brain thinks, I can't help it so there you go. :( I probably sound like a depressed confusing emo, which I am. :(

[TurdBerglar]

we're nothing but extended chemical reactions. once we fizzled out then that's it.

[jabumbo]

way to go, debbie downer! :(