Thoughts about death

Shagged to death.

As for fear/worrying about death - I like to think it's a light out type event, as in you there one second, and gone the next; and you don't know you're gone... as (much light the light) your no longer 'on'. The actual fear/worry (for me at least) will likely come from not seeing my loved ones again, as that would be something I couldn't easily comprehend.

Feel down now - going to think about something happy instead.
 
I've never really worried about my own death. I hope it's quick and painless, but beyond that, it's not really something I worry about; once I'm gone, I'm gone.

I'm far more worried about the death of my family, friends and loved ones.
 
I worry about my death; what type it will be. Hopefully quickly and not an agonising death such as cancer.

But more important to me is that i will miss seeing my children and their children grow. My mum last saw me as a wayward individual - self-centred and no career focus. She missed me getting married, her grandchildren been born and a (semi!) successful career.

So, er....yeah :(
 
What? You actually want to die tonight?

The only thing certain in life, is death. With that comes pain and suffering. Sure there's always a chance of good in life, but it's never guaranteed.

Not waking up tomorrow would bring an end to these certainties that will appear in life with a blissful release to nothingness.

But, as I mentioned before, the cruel irony of helping myself only brings pain and suffering to my loved ones. It would be selfish.
 
In ball of fire at 150mph on my bike into a range rover or some other noncey car. Ideally with the spoilt kids in the back so it stays with them for the ever and show them the dangers of owning a range rover.
 
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