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If you are afraid of death, then you don't have the right to live..
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death is irrelevant; we'll face it when the time comes... I just hope I get to see it coming... I don't think I could sleep not having stared it in the face.
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"Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives."-A. Sachs
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i know that dreaded day will come. all of us shall pass this eart only once. so i must make the most of it. afraid of death, yes i am. but im preparing myself for it.
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Not exactly afraid but i'm not yet ready to meeth death in the eye. I can't take the idea that I will be leaving my loved ones behind.
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Like I said before, there's no reason whatsoever for us to believe in souls. There's nothing which occurs in nature which would reasonably cause us to think that there is a soul, and since you 'pro-soul' people are in the assertive, perhaps you can prove that there is one. Succeed, and I'll believe you. If you're going to say all that 'in the past, in the future, bla bla' stuff then you have to realise that in the past people believed in fairies, angels, Thor and that old crazy women were witches. Perhaps in a thousand years people will say 'omg people used to believe in souls, lol'. The advances in the past 1000 years have pointed to there NOT being a soul. Try not to let personal feelings and the personal need to 'live forever' cloud your judgment. |
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I was wondering if I was alone on that one. Actually I can't find the words to describe an ass of that nature except for that white womans illness " No-Ass-a-tall "! |
The Defender of Empires, the swallower of Oceans, the Thief of Years, the Ultimate Reality, the Harvester of Mankind, the Assassin against Whom No Lock Will Hold, the only friend of the poor and the best doctor for the mortally wounded. An anthropomorphic personification. Almost the oldest creature in the universe (obviously something had to die first...) He is a 7-foot-tall skeleton of polished bone, in whose eye sockets there are tiny points of light (usually blue). He normally wears a robe apparently woven of absolute darkness - and sometimes also a riding cloak fastened with a silver brooch bearing his own personal monogram, the Infinite Omega. He smells, not unpleasantly, of the air in old, forgotten rooms. Death's scythe looks normal enough, except for the blade, which is so thin you can see through it - a pale blue shimmer that could slice and chop sound. His sword has the same ice-blue, shadow-thin blade, of the extreme thinness necessary to separate body from soul. His face, of necessity, is frozen into a calcareous grin. His voice is felt rather than heard. He is seen only by cats, professional practitioners of magic, and those who are about to die or are already dead - although there is some evidence that he can be glimpsed by those in a heightened state of awareness, a not uncommon state given the Discworld's normal alarums. When he needs to communicate with the living (i.e. those who are going to continue living) he is perceived very vaguely by them in some form that does not disturb them. There was a period when he made an effort to appear in whatever form the client expected (scarab beetles, black dragons, and so on). This foundered because it was usually impossible to know what the client was expecting until after they were dead. He decided that, since no one ever really expected to die any-way, he might as well please himself and he henceforth stuck to the familiar black-cowled robe. His horse, though pale as per traditional specification, is entirely alive and called BINKY. Death once tried a skeleton horse after seeing a woodcut of himself on one - Death is easily influenced by that sort of thing - but he had to keep stopping to wire bits back on. The fiery steed that he tried next used to set fire to the stables. Despite rumour, he is not cruel. He is just terribly, terribly good at his job. It is said that he doesn't get angry, because anger is an emotion, and for emotion you need glands; however, he does seem to be capable of a piece of intellectual disapproval which has a very similar effect.
He is a traditionalist who prides himself on his personal service, and, despite the absence of glands, can become depressed when this is not appreciated. Humanity intrigues Death. He is particularly fascinated by mankind's ability to complicate an existence which, from Death's point of view, is momentary. He appears to spend a lot of time trying to learn, by logical deduction, the things that humanity takes for granted. In the process, he seems to have developed what can only be called preferences and likings - for cats, for example, and curry. He has tried to take up the banjo, but lacks any skill with such a living thing as music. Death has a property not locatable on any normal atlas, on which he has called into being a house and garden. There are no colours there except black, white and shades of grey; Death could use others but fails to see their significance. And, because he almost by definition lacks true creative ability - he can only copy what he has seen - no real time passes in his domain. Nor do things live or grow in the normal sense, unless they are brought in from out-side, but they exist in an apparently unchanging, healthy state. He appears to derive his opinion of how he should live by observing people, but the nuances consistently escape him. He has a bedroom, for example, because although Death never sleeps, it's right that houses have bedrooms. He also has a bathroom, although the ablutionary fixtures were supplied by a plumber from Ankh-Morpork because plumbing is among those activities where Death's constructive abilities find themselves cramped; he was not aware the pipes were hollow inside, for example. On his dressing table he has a pair of silver-backed hairbrushes and a little glass tray for cufflinks, despite having neither hair nor cuffs. He thinks that's what he ought to have. As with all creatures that have existence, Death has an hourglass/lifetimer that measures the length of his days. His is several times the size of normal people's glasses, and is black, thin and decorated with a complicated skull-and-bones motif. It has no sand in it. There is a strong suggestion in the books that Death is somehow on our side. -- Terry Pratchett (Discworld novels) |
nice pics..
death is futile |
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He's retarded? Cars are not alive. Machines are not living beings. |
When you look out there into space - and see the trillions of stars, and the absolute vastness stretching out towards infinity - then - when you understand the meaning of that - and how strange and varied the universe is - you will realise that the concept of "life after death" is not a very strange , or indeed complex, possibilty after all.
If there were life after this life - then seeing what the fuck goes on out there anyway (as percieved by my mind and eyes in this life) - makes me feel that it would be stranger that we should not continue. Indeed - seeing what I see - how bizzare would it be to end just down here on this ball of shit? |
I'm actually more afraid of Time than of Death. Afraid that time will not let me do all the things I want to do, will pass by too fast and will not let me enjoy myself as much as I want.
I believe that humans fear of death lies in the fear of nothingness. Can you imagine NOTHING? Just absolutely nothing? It's too powerful to even begin to imagine. |
Yes - I can imagine nothing.
The closest you will get to it whilst alive is being under general anesthetic in surgery. What you will find is that there is zero waiting and zero perception from the point you are knocked out to the point you come round. The inbetween is instant. This is nothing. When you sleep for all eternity - you do not know you are sleeping, and therefore can pass through eternity in a percieved instant. In theory, you could die into nothing - pass through 100000000000000000000000000000 years - wake up and not realize anything happened before. (Although I believe anything is possible out there - just look (as i say) at space - its fucking MASSIVE - anything is possible) |
Canibal - dont worry about the time aspect.
Think about it - the only time you can worry (if death is NOTHING) is whilst you are alive. You wont lie in your grave thinking "fuck - i never got time to do this or that". Therefore - get living and you cannot go far wrong :) |
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Your brain is your soul idiot. No brain = no soul. Stop taking acid you fuckig hippie. |
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Oh man, if you only knew how many times ive been trying to explain this to people. |
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People like krl love to believe. Its the same people who believe in ghosts, aliens, god, etc. Weak minded people. Its fear. Its not knowing why they are here. They need to believe or their live will be even more fucked up than it already is. I feel sorry for people like him. |
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Good advice, Thanks :thumbsup |
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Science has not changed over 1000 years. Our understanding of it has. This understanding allows us (if we are able) to discard such absurdities as souls. And leprechauns, Allah and pixies. The fact that we do not understand everything does not make it any more likely that souls exist. They either do or they don't. Our understanding of science would indicate that they don't. |
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Death really isn't a bad thing at all (for the individual concerned), since when you're dead you don't know that you are dead. So you cannot feel regret or pain. |
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Wow, too many closed minds in this thread to even bother going further with enlightenment.
You're simply not ready yet to grasp knowledge of the higher levels of existence. We tried. You shut the door. :disgust |
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:1orglaugh :1orglaugh |
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Many Generations shall come and go before the Rays win a World Series. You won't be alone! :winkwink: |
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To be so smug as to presume to know with no room for uncertainty that everyone else's beliefs in the world are shams and foolish is.... well, not the kind of empty faithless existance I'd enjoy. Hey, wouldn't it be great if everyone could just be happy in their own beliefs and respect those of others rather than criticize and belittle everyone who doesn't think their way? :D |
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Lanzonby knows all. Ergo, Lanzonby is God.
Praise be to the holy Lanzonby! |
Has anyone on GFY been technically dead and rescecitated back?
Curious to hear your experiences if so. |
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Being afraid of something that is inevitable is a huge waste of time and a needless empty useless worry. Period. Of course, to understand what I'm saying you really must have a good understanding of the meaning of the word "inevitable". |
i just think time passes so quickly it wont be long till its our turn. we really should not worry about now it cant be worse than not existing
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He is on the books as a documented resurrection. |
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I doubt it, but many have in the past. There are many books written on the subject, of which I've read more than a few. So should we believe the "long dark tunnel with the light at the end" theory"? |
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Do you know if he or she remembers anything? |
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People can believe what they want as long as it doesn't inspire them to violence. However, when people believe in absurdities they can and should be called on them. It's how we progress. How can people be expected to discard belief in absurdities if they are never taught how to? |
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