it was trampled, mangled, dirty, and you could even see footprints from size 6 shoes but it didn’t have any words on it so i claimed it as my own. pure gold, that’s what it was worth to any 5th grader in our class. all the boys were going, or the ones that were in the know. my new found treasure was a bi fold invitation that had been torn in half, but there was no name on it now, so technically it could have been mine.; perhaps at one time it was in an envelope with my first and last name on it, but was dropped, taken out of its envelope, misplaced, ripped, and winded up just feet from my desk as if it was fate that we should end up in each others hands. it wasn’t mine. and the person who was giving them out made sure to tell me that i wasn’t invited, i know this because i showed it to the others in the class and they relayed the information to its rightful owner, a neglectful caretaker of precious goods. the birthday party was going to be the next weekend, and all week i had hyped t...
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"Be of good cheer about death and know this as a truth
--that no evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death."
--Socrates
- Joshua Bruns
Take death for example. A great deal of our effort goes into avoiding it. We make extraordinary efforts to delay it and often consider its intrusion a tragic event. Yet we'd find it hard to live without it. Death gives meaning to our lives. It gives importance and value to time. Time would become meaningless if there were too much of it. If death were indefinitely put off, the human psyche would end up, well, like the gambler in the "Twilight Zone" episode.
- Ray Kurzwei
death is inevitable. it's gonna happen. i just don't want to dye in certain ways.
-Jaime
That and most of us are too busy pretending this earthly life is going to last forever to really think about it.
In other words, fear of death is understandable, and hardly condemnable. Should we fear it if we have no hope? Absolutely.
Those who know where they're going, on the other hand, probably should be feeling something of anticipation, nervousness, but no outright fear.
Disagreement to that is perfectly fine. After all, the words wisdom and fifteen-year-old are hardly synonymous.
~Mh~
Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?
Not death; for who is he?
The porter of my fathers lodge
As much abasheth me.
Of life? 'T were odd I fear a thing
That comprehendeth me
In one or more existences
At Deity's decree.
Of resurrection? Is the east
Afraid to trust the morn
With her fastidious forehead?
As soon impeach my crown!
Emily Dickenson
It is hard for me to fear something I have seen so much of. I know what awaits me. I think my worst fear is that I will die with so many regrets and will have lead a totally useless life...and that scares me more than death itself.
Skepticism gets the best of me... I think actively seeking the truth is good advice. I'm glad this became a discussion; it's good to know people share these thoughts. I appreciate all the input...
---Shane