Ah, crap - that should be everyBODY craps.
I dunno about the rest of y’all, but I find that the idea of immortality scares the everlovin’ *crap * out of me. It sort of surprises me that so many of you are heading in the other direction on this issue.
But as someone back in the dim mists of time said, ‘we are all born dying,’ so Loopydude’s and **gum’s ** solution sounds like a good one to follow.
Or if you wanna have your cake and eat it, there’s always the path blazed by Schroedinger’s Cat…
Nothing is permanent…it’s all temporary.
Words to live AND die by. Worked for me.
Make that “Works for me.”
I almost died at birth and again at 22 months during a surgury to correct the birth problem… Death missed me twice, he has had chance… Therefore i am going to live forever… <manical laughter> 
OT: Where are you applying to and what major?
Ohh… all of the universities in WA except one. Which isn’t hard, since there’s only 5 to begin with. I’ve got them down as visual art, then fine art, then a bunch of digital media stuff. It’s not that important, really, since I plan to go to community college and only applied in case I changed my mind/to pass the time/in case there is a warp in the space-time continuum and I get turned down from community college. Which is colosally unlikely, but higher arts education here is in such a sorry state that it actually is easier to get into university than community college. I’ll probably have to leave the city eventually if I want to get a job. I don’t wanna leave :’(
You mean TAFE right (points to location bar ->). I hope that one University is Curtin Uni, we had to go there once for a competition and man… what a dump.
Yes, TAFE Unfortunately, the one uni is not Curtin but Notre Dame, the private Christian university cobbled together from abandoned shoreside warehouses, where religion is compulsory and which even the religious avoid unless they get rejected by the real universities. Ahh, good ol’ WA.
You must be aiming low…
The B-side of that REM hit?
Go volunteer in a local hospital. Most pediatric hospitals have “Aunty” programs (uncley just doesn’t sound as good) or something similar. You’re assigned a baby whose family can’t be there every day. You then get to rock, and sometimes feed the baby for how ever long you’re able to stay. There’s nothing like a brand new life, to reaffirm your own.
Or…you could go do something that doesn’t suck.
Yes. EVry BUDdy crAAaaaaps…
Thanks for putting that crappy song in my head.
I was thinking about going into motivational speaking. Whaddya think?
Have to disagree - death and taxes being the only certainties, you definitely do know. It’s about the only thing you can predict for sure.
Your opinion. Are you always so mean-spirited, or is there no dog around to kick? :wally
Hey I just suggested not volunteering to take care of some babies. I didn’t suggest eating them. Get over yourself.
:eek: =8
I thought it was a good idea. (Not for me, personally, but it might be someone’s cup of tea.)
I dunno, I thought msmith’s response was funny. Your mileage may vary and all that.
uglybeech, definitely go into motivational speaking. There are way too many people in the world.
As for the absolute certainty, I was referring to what comes after death, not death itself.
Yeah, and then you feel like death would be an improvement, too.
For a long time I was afraid I would die. Then I was afraid I wouldn’t. Death is the end of pain. It can be viewed as a gift, under the right circumstances. But even old people that have led full, rich lives, and are in pain, will cling to life, right up to the end. Because there is always that uncertainty about what comes next. Heaven? Hell? Oblivion? Something better? Something worse? Only one way to know for sure.
Satch