According to the delightful www.deathclock.com, I am due to expire on Wednesday, July 17th, 2052.
Why not delight yourself with the macabre practice of trying to figure out when you will die?
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Hi read your B! I just wanted to give you some thoughts on death.
Right throughout the history of mankind, both have been the enduring themes of myth and religion, science and magic, curiosity and fear.
From our late twentieth century vantage point we find that as the sun is understood as being the source of life in the natural order, so death is becoming recognized as the central dynamism underlying the life, vitality, and structure of the social order.
Death is the muse of our religions, philosophies, political ideologies, arts and medical technologies. It sells newspapers and insurance policies, invigorates the plots of our television programs, and--judging from our dependency on fossil fuels (84.5% of all U.S. energy consumption in 1995)--even powers our industries.
It is the barometer by which we measure the adequacy of social life, such as when we compare cross-cultural death and life expectancy rates to gauge social progress, compare national homicide rates to infer the stability of social structures, or compare death rates of different social groups to ascertain social inequalities.
In fact, perhaps the very first evidence of sapien's humanity is based on funerary evidence: the discovery of the remains of a middle-aged Neanderthal, whose deformity and yet relative longevity indicate that he had probably been supported by others, and who was buried in a fetal position and covered with flowers.
Death- It's a cool subject
Yes, I agree that death is an interesting subject. It worries me slightly that people treat it with such kid gloves, seeing as it's no more sacred than any other part of the human experience, when I really think about it. I've always been concerned by people's ability to say nice things at the funerals of people who didn't treat them very well when they were alive, or even worse, to have a eulogist who actually didn't treat the deceased well when he/she was alive. There's one instance of the latter that particularly springs to mind, and people who know me really well will know the one I'm thinking of.
I'm also skeptical of the need to refrain from speaking ill of the dead. I try not to be a superstitious person as much as I can, and therefore why would I think that it's definitively a bad idea to say something critical of someone who was evil during their lifetime (even if they're only evil in my eyes, not society's)? Is this going to bring some horrific bad luck to me? I doubt it. *touches wood* :-D
I donot seek justification for my thoughts on death from you. My previous comment was a personal thought. I dont think you really understand the concept and death and the intense beauty it creates.
You may say youre "also skeptical of the need to refrain from speaking ill of the dead". I think this shows little respect or understanding of the condition.
Your thoughts are egotistical and self saturated.
"I donot (sic) seek justification for my thoughts on death from you. My previous comment was a personal thought. I dont think you really understand the concept and death and the intense beauty it creates."
I was not justifying your thoughts. I was giving my own serious thoughts on the subject. When you wrote 'the intense beauty it creates', I knew that this post was a piss-take.
"Your thoughts are egotistical and self saturated."
I wouldn't get too upset about it if I were you. A blog, by its nature, is relatively egotistical.
I Just read this again recently and i thought it quite approproiate. :)
"To be, or not to be; that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep -No more, and by sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to - 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil Must give us pause." Hamlet Act 3, Scene 1, lines 58-70
I thought you understood death Ambrose but it seems you are just a fool toying with something far more powerful than you can ever concieve.
Anonymous, would you like to enlighten me as to what it is that I have failed to understand? Perhaps you would also like to refrain from posting anonymously, or do you need to hide behind the anonymity of the internet for some reason?
I'm glad you're enjoying my blog so much, by the way.
I am indifferent to your ramblings ambrose. Are you scared of me, why does my anonimeity make you so nervous. I thought you understood but I am so wrong, your trivalisation of death and all it entails will be the death of you.
Is that you, Maddams?
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