hmm, always amused me how the ones least likely to die are the ones most occupied with their own mortality. Death happens, the good part though, is that when it DOES happen, you wont be alive to care very much. Death is a concern of the living. When i die, i die.
Personally, I don't worry too much about dying. It's part of the great human experience. I mean, the ride's gotta end sometime, right?
18th November 2004
Some nights I end up in moods like yours. I become unusually pensive, and I ponder my own death. I have a curiously detached point of view on it, though.
I didn't make it!
Don’t fear the reaper. Why? Because the blue oyster cult said so! Seriously. Don’t worry about it till you have to deal with it. I mean its like a long distance trip across the country side. Do you worry about every little bridge, or tunnel along the way before you get to them? No, you deal with them when you arrive at them. Don’t get me wrong, worrying about stuff is a hell of a good way to keep yourself busy, but in the end it’s like a rocking chair. It’ll give you something to do, but it’ll get you no where. Every day, we all face our possible deaths, when we wake up, or when we don’t wake up, when we eat, when we drive, when we cross a street. Monumental and mundane choices, are what keep us steps away from our own demises. Don't waste the time you have, worrying about an inevitable end. That would be to miss the point entirely.