Death Today


Merry Christmas Charles
Stoner metaphysics.
I feel like I'm snooping on some middle schooler's diary.
I like the idea of being completely nonexistent. It solves so many unpleasant problems.
Man, Christmas at the Mudede house must be an absolute riot. How do you manage to be so cheery all the time?

Merry Christmas anyway.
And as more old people die, the old world that they knew slips further away. So the most fearful ones think change means the world is ending, when really it is only ending for them.
It's the Solstice! After 3 days of darkness, the sun returns anew!
No, you just die and everything else keeps going.
why do i have the feeling you make this post like once every 2 years
I agree with charles... death.. 2012...apocalypse...etc.
Well thanks for brightening our day Charles.…
"It will happen to all of us, that at some point you get tapped on the shoulder and told, not just that the party’s over, but slightly worse: the party’s going on — but you have to leave. And it’s going on without you. That’s the reflection that I think most upsets people about their demise.

All right, then, because it might make us feel better, let’s pretend the opposite. Instead, you’ll get tapped on the shoulder and told, Great news: this party’s going on forever – and you can’t leave. You’ve got to stay; the boss says so. And he also insists that you have a good time."

-Christopher Hitchens
Lil' solstice solipsism there Mudede. Death isn't the end of the world, or even my world. I've loved too many people and planted too many trees for that to die with me. But I probably will be struck with the parting thought that I wasted a lot of money on tattoos.

Depends on what you think the world is. If you reject the idea of metaphysical, transcendent truth, then it seems to me Charles is basically right.
Thanks, Charles, for completely ingratiating your consciousness into the Judeo-Christian mind-set. You are truly an American now.

The Mayans had no concept of "end of time." It was all about cycles.
Can't tell if serious or announcement of new Fiona Apple album title.
Fortune cookies with messages have more thought than this. "Jesus, what if there's another dimension when I walk through a sliding glass door . . . . "