Death

[Dipsis_LTU_MC]

I tend to get these thoughts rather often when I'm not very busy. I usually get this weird feeling of meaninglessness when I accomplish something. Then, I just stand in front of the window for 2-3 mins and watch the cars passing by and ask myself: what was the point?

The whole life revolves around having as many distractions as possible to avoid thinking about the inevitable. Everything feels worthwhile in that present moment but when you remember about it 5 years later it's all pointless. And I constantly get this feeling when I'm not distracted or busy enough.

But at the same time I'm scared of death. I somehow don't believe there is an after life. We just go to sleep and never wake up. It's unbelievably frightening.

But an even scarier thing for me is that I could literally die now and those cars would be still passing by 40 years later and nobody would ever know that there was a guy who was watching those cars passing by. Then it becomes even more frightening. But the thing is that I'm too philosophical and I like stuff like that and I can't stop myself.

 

[Magicpole]

Get busy living and leave fussing over dying until you're actually facing it. If we come out of lockdown with anything, it should be to cherish our life and those in it. To get over ourselves when we make a mountain out of fuck all. To be kinder to people and demand the country changes for the better. To enjoy our country and realise the beauty of the island we live on, me especially living in Scotland. Go and see it wherever you are, take a long hard look and feel lucky that it's where you live. Look after it and demand whatever govt cons it's way in does the same. Never forget our frontline workers who held the line for us all. Especially if they rightly ask for better than bastard poverty wages. Defend our NHS till your last breath and let whoever you vote for know they have to get their fucking act together in preserving and improving it. Sing songs too, even if you're shit. It's good for you. Tell those you love that you do. Often. If you do all that you won't have time to be a miserable **** focusing on yourself dying. Focus on living, the dying part will take care of itself. I'm away to murder a favourite song.

 

[Bigga]

Get busy living and leave fussing over dying until you're actually facing it. If we come out of lockdown with anything it should be to cherish our life and those in it. To get over ourselves when we make a mountain out of fuck all. To be kinder to people and demand the country changes for the better. To enjoy our country and realise the beauty of the island we live on, me especially living in Scotland. Go and see it wherever you are, take a long hard look and feel lucky that it's where you live. Look after it and demand whatever govt cons it's way in does the same. Never forget our frontline workers who held the line for us all. Especially if they rightly ask for better than bastard poverty wages. Defend our NHS till your last breath and let whoever you vote for to get their fucking act together in preserving and improving it. Sing songs too, even if your shit. It's good for you. Tell those you love that you do. Often. If you do all that you won't have time to be a miserable **** focusing on yourself dying. Focus in living, the dying part will take care of itself. I'm away to murder a favourite song.

Very nice that, kidda!

 

[Ban-jani]

Death is only the beginning to being in the Lord’s arms.

 

[Bigga]

For me, personally, I have absolutely no fear of Death itself.

I worry about not seeing my kids grow up and do well for themselves. I'd like to see that somehow.

My other fear of Death is not being able to get rid of my overloaded hard drive full of disgusting porn in time...

 

[denislawsbackheel]

Not scared of death.
Scared of a long drawn out dying though.
Once I’m gone that’s it.
No afterlife.
No reincarnation.

 

[denislawsbackheel]

Death is only the beginning to being in the Lord’s arms.

Sounds a great pub.

 

[Ban-jani]

Sounds a great pub.

Free beer for all.

 

[Tuearts right boot]

Going to tell, nay, order my daughters to sort me out when the slightest doubt of my demise is evident......Having seen my dad go 3 months ago and my Mum go on monday morning, both through Dementia, if I dont see myself off in the meanwhile. Having said that since my dads departure I'm seriously looking at a change but not sure yet, we're only here once and I've done nothing really and my mums passing the other day has only sharpened my senses somewhat.

 

[crazyg]

I had a cardiac arrest 3 years ago and was "dead" for over 3 minutes. I collapsed just as the paramedics came into my bedroom, and the next thing I remember was one of them shouting my name and asking if I was OK. I said "yes, what's up?", which was, apparently, the correct answer!
My daughter said it was the most terrifying thing she'd ever seen, so much so that my granddaughter was born a few days early, the following day. I nearly missed her!

My mate asked me if I'd seen any white light, or heard heavenly music, or people with beards speaking in tongues. I said no. He said he would be having go at his brother-in-law, as the b-i-l is a vicar.

Does that count? To me, every day is a bonus.