As soon as I read this I recieved a flash of memory - Seem to recall being in a drowning situation, my lungs are full of water, and it feels, normal almost as if we are capable of breathing underwater. There’s an initial huge gulp, intake of water, before-which there is terror, but once the water is in there, and you can feel it inside you, it is as people have said - pleasant.
I don’t know why I have that memory, I don’t remember ever drowning (I did fall of a tyre at a waterpark once, and hit my head on the concrete side, but I immediately resurfaced and got back on the tyre) .
So now I am wondering - would it be possible to voluntarily drown (or let the lungs fill with water) then swim about, and then ‘un-drown’? As an alternative to holding the breath?
I hear crucifixion’s pretty flippin’ painful…
Yup, though I’d forgotten about that bit till just now. Didn’t they pick that one specifically because of Bernards phobia of rats?
For me, I think it would be being drawn and quartered. To feel your muscles and tendons being pulled apart ever so slowly (and no matter how quickly they did it it would feel very slow) shudder I’m getting jumpy just thinking about it.
Got an e-mail from a god squad friend once explaining exactly what the body and mind goes through during crucifixion. Really bad! With the nails through the hands and feet, the angle of the arms putting so much strain at the nail holes, then trying to relieve this stress by pushing upward with the feet,and back and forth. All the while the up and down movement against a splintery chunk of wood digging into the back. Finally the heart and lungs give out. Must be a relief when death comes. Especially bad if someone is poking a spear into your side then dousing the wound with vinegar.
If id don’t fall with my throat across the bar of a running chain saw, I’d just as soon go peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather did as opposed to screaming in terror like the other 3 passengers in his car.
Cisco, that thing you wrote really really really really disturbed for some reason. I think something like that is one of my deep-down biggest fears. I’m not claustrophobic or anything but…shudder
Oh man. Gonna go hug my stuffed animals now.
Maybe it’s becasue I have a big problem with standing up for long periods of time. Not even long periods really, but sometimes when I stand up for 20 minutes or so I either have to force myself sit down (no matter where I am, happened in line to the Timberwolf at Worlds of Fun one time) or I’ll black out and fall down.
Actually, there was a great article in the German magazine STERN decades ago about survivors of skiing and mountain climbing accidents where people fell from huge distances and didn’t die.
Every one of them had the same out-of-body experience…most of them thought the equivalent of, “that was stupid…”. All of them remembered the entire horrifying moment. but they were all watching their body fall.
Worst way to die?
My grandmother owned a nursing home. As a kid I would go there to visit the patients every weekend. The truly sad deaths were from the elderly whose children never visited and instead, would send an Easter lily at Easter, or a Poinsetta at Christmas shortly before they died. I can still recall seeing those plants living next to people who died, thinking all that person wanted was a visit.
To this day, I hate Easter lillies and poinsettas…they remind me of lonely deaths.
For me, drowning would be the worst way to go.
It was difficult for me to watch Pearl Harbor because of the scenes of the plane crashing into the water (those, and scenes where cars crash and sink scare me) and the sailors trapped underneath the surface as their room flooded with water.
Man, that’s the worst.
-Eaten by Zombies.
-Hung with piano wire. (By the neck, wrists, toes, whatever)
-Locked in a hyperbaric chamber set to 20 atmospheres.
-Boiled alive.
-Trapped in Earth orbit…in a spacesuit.
-Death by twin pnumatic drills…through the eyes. Slowly.
-Getting thrown out of an aircraft, at 30,000 feet. (Just imagine…you’d be conscious the whole way down.)
-Being caught close enough to a nuclear explosion that to have your skin melted off, but not close enough to be incinerated instantly.
-Getting caught by Mossad while you were running messages for a terrorist who just blew up a children’s hospital.
-Getting caught by an angry mob.
-Being ambushed and murdered by the person you’re in love with, living just long enough to see the sneer on their face. (Ouch)
-Brain parasites…In fact, any death involving parasites.
-One word: Vivisection.
The HCl in your stomach should (hopefully) kill them.
For me, little things eating me is scary. :shudder:
Worst ways to die:
-drowning
-ANYTHING they came up with in the Spanish/Papal Inquisition
-I agree with Sapphire Wolf, any death where you see what’s coming to you
-decompression (ever watch the movie “Event Horizon”?)
Lamest ways to die:
-slipping off the edge of your chair, smashing your head against the table and bleeding to death
-anything while you’re on the can
Drowning is fairly terrifying, given how close I’ve came. Losing your mask while on SCUBA thirty feet underwater is difficult to manage on spur of the moment notice, but not impossible. The fact that it was in salt water, it was my first open water dive, and I was 13 certainly didn’t help things.