Death

[Anonymous 1]

Just spent the day at hospital to witness my nan look look like someone unrecognisable and gasp for air, while they stop treating her and pump her full of morphine.

The look of death on someone’s face is difficult – like seeing a corpse still breathing.

Me and my brother drove back through the countryside. I looked out the window and realized the countryside looks good in the sun.

Lessons learned:

1: you may as well run around in a field rather then work – we’re all going the same way.

2: enjoy the younger years, they want to work you to death and then you’re dead.

3: who gives a f~~~.

[Secret Agent MGTOWParticipant 22510]

No one gives a f~~~ more about you, than you. Everyone better internalize it.

Make sure you give a f~~~ about yourself because no other earthly person will care about you as much as you ought to.

Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.

[AwakenedParticipant 35201]

Getting Old and Sick SUCKS for not only the person, but everyone around them !!

In a World of Justin Beibers Be a Johnny Cash

[Anonymous 42]

Death?

I figured Carnage would be the first one here!

[bladeParticipant]

I can smell it . Purple

THE PLANTATION HAS NOW TURNED INTO THE KILLING FIELDS . WOMAN ARE NOW ROLLING CAMBODIAN STYLE .

[bladeParticipant]

Actually i have been watching a bit of a thousand ways to die . Cool old show .

This woman looks like some of the skin burnt old scarred up things . See some of the old models that were always tanning in the sun . One post wall has most of her face surgically cut up from skin cancer . Got one near my eye . I want a steal kano plate . Ya know that c~~~ of mortal combat . Lol

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THE PLANTATION HAS NOW TURNED INTO THE KILLING FIELDS . WOMAN ARE NOW ROLLING CAMBODIAN STYLE .

[Greg HondaParticipant 6406]

I seen too many family members die. Cancer or Cancer like conditions seem to be very common.

Ironically Those who went out this way included non smokers and moderate drinkers.

The way I see it, If an older relative or loved one dies, well, there’s usually some warning and you have time to mentally prepare. It kinda’ fits in with nature. You get old – You die.

What messes me up is when someone much younger dies way before their time. That’s what I’ve found hard to deal with.It’s like “Where are you?” “Oh yeah, You left. Permanently”

I still expect them to be around and they’re not.

Had the Survivor Guilt thing. Especially as I’ve never lived a sensible healthy life.

Far from it.

And I’m still here?

Like it or not, Religion helps. Gives some kind of meaning to devastating events.

And yeah, we all go the same way so don’t waste your time working yourself to death to buy a consumer lifestyle that rarely even exists outside of massive debt.

Time is more valuable than Money.

And you don’t know what you got until it’s gone.

It's Time to get Wise

[Anonymous 1]

blade wrote:

Actually i have been watching a bit of a thousand ways to die . Cool old show .

I’ve been watching that too and seen them all.

The commentary made me p~~~ myself.

F~~~ing amusing.

[G.O.A.TParticipant 1459]

Well, you can thank the God of the Bible for that(if you believe in that monstrous s~~~head).

Yeah, f~~~ death. Thinking that one day, everyone you love will die, and never to be seen again, is a s~~~ty feeling.

Not only that, life is hard. Disease, famine, lack of resources, and every problem you’ve ever had to deal with. After all that headache, comes DEATH.

Born
Struggle
Die

My Middle finger to any God who created this s~~~ vortex. If theirs no God, that middle finger goes to the universe.

Damn it all to the depths of hell.

Money is God.

[AutoliteParticipant]

Greg Honda wrote:

It kinda’ fits in with nature. You get old – You die.

G.O.A.T wrote:

Yeah, f~~~ death. Thinking that one day, everyone you love will die, and never to be seen again, is a s~~~ty feeling.

Death is all we really have actually. The word ‘life’ is just a misnomer. The moment the sperm hits the egg, we begin dying…

[Joey AlfioParticipant]

G.O.A.T wrote:

My Middle finger to any God who created this s~~~ vortex. If theirs no God, that middle finger goes to the universe.

That’s why I always say if God exists then that son of a bitch is the ultimate sadist.

Δεν υπάρχει τίποτε αδύνατο γι’ αυτόν που θα προσπαθήσει. - Μέγας Αλέξανδρος

[SolidParticipant 7520]

This is my view of death, sooner or later it will come for me, and I don’t give a single s~~~ because I lived my life in MY OWN WAY.

MGTOW = you can die without any regret because you were free and happy, doing what you wished to do, when you wished.

[HitmanParticipant]

no one ever came back and complained.
probably not so bad….

[Anonymous 3]

I once started thinking about immortality on this world, and only thinking about it bored me to death (pun intended).

Death is our friend, I concluded. It is the failure to accept this reality that creates misery.

My grandfather lost his mind to sclerosis, and lasted 5 years in a bed as a vegetable. THAT is misery.

I visit my father last week. He is confused as f~~~, talks about his father and grandfather as if they are alive. You guessed it: sclerosis.

I hope he surrenders himself to the inevitable before he ends up vegetating in a bed somewhere.

For myself, I have a kick-ass motorcycle. One day, if necessary, I might try to see how fast it can really go…

The age old crap of creating even more misery for yourself goes like this:

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[Anonymous 0]

My wife died in a car accident, a year later my dad was found beaten to death on the side of some train tracks, a year after that my favorite uncle died while riding his motorcycle. My grandparents all died of cancer and now my mom is in the same boat. I’ve come to terms with dying. Hell, I even look forward to it sometimes. I just want to make it long enough to see my son make it on his own.

[hmskl’dParticipant 6406]

Enjoy the simple things in life .. as I look back those are the things I’ll miss the most. Memories of good times seeing interesting things, not anything materialistic .. the plastic crap that people borrow money to buy .. those aren;t what you remember when time is nigh.
It’s the memory of going fishing, going hiking or even battling mother nature and winning the fight during a blizzard.

It’s not the cruddy plastic gadget .. it’s not the tv show that you were fed between commercials to buy more stuff .. a world filled with ‘talking heads’ who repeat the rumors .. no news .. trivial breaking stories
with nothing of substance but a twenty second teaser .. some anchor woman who doesn’t know enough about her topic to ask a decent question.

What you do remember in the end? what is worth remembering … it’s that first camping trip where you made hot dogs and beans over a fire .. it’s that hiking trip where you saw a waterfall .. it’s that night when you saw the biggest shooting star ever.

It’s that pocket watch that your Grandfather gave you and you still keep in a box with other precious items.

It’s a friend who remembered your birthday .. when no one else did.

It’s the smell of freshly cut grass .. falling leaves in the Autumn .. and the sound of a thunderstorm. These things meant you were alive and lived to see another day.

The rest is artificial .. plastic possessions .. planned obsolescence .. that’s not life .. it’s vegetative state with borrowed money paying for stupid crap that does nothing but make you a slave to the worst elements of this world .. no matter how hard they try and convince you to the contrary.

What you remember during your last moments are the the simple things that made you smile .. seeing a special place in Europe .. a vacation where you went fishing .. things that probably cost nothing but were there for the taking .. views, rushing rapids or even the smell of nature .. a pine forest, walking in the sand .. maybe, trying to light the first camp fire .. and cooking a meal

Memories that meant you once lived .. and walked this planet.

and without a doubt .. those few folks who crossed your path in life who you can say .. were friends who accepted you greeted you with a smile .. with no strings or reservations and asking for nothing in return.

Those are memories that I would relive during quiet the times .. my end times. Memories that simply meant .. I existed and survived, awhile .. there were some good times .. yes, I lived and maybe made a difference, somewhere .. for a blink of an eye in history.

[Branched offParticipant 10926]

Death is a bitch because we love. We love life and we love people.

There is no magic bullet to take away its sting. Time tends to heal loss and acceptance of the cycle of life helps to reduce feelings of injustice but there is no cure. Filling one’s life with the people and things one loves is helpful too.

Sorry about your nan.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[Anonymous 38]

Anonymous wrote:

Lessons learned:

1: you may as well run around in a field rather then work – we’re all going the same way.

2: enjoy the younger years, they want to work you to death and then you’re dead.

3: who gives a f~~~.

Amen brother.

What you said reminds me of the ending of my favourite film, The Great Beauty (La Grande Bellezza), link

This is how it always ends. With death.
But before there was life, hidden beneath all the blah, blah, blah, blah.
It’s all settled between the chitter chatter and the noise.
Silence and feelings.
Excitement and fear.
The haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty.
And then the wretched squalor and miserable humanity.
All buried under the cover of the embarrassment of being in the world.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Beyond there is what lies beyond.
And I don’t deal with what lies beyond.
Therefore,
Let this novel begin.
After all, it’s just a trick.
Yes, it’s just a trick.

[Won'tGetFooledAgainParticipant 3293]

Over the last few years since my divorce I have been thinking the same thing. Everywhere I look I see people working their ass off to buy a nicer car or to have a big house extension built for the “wow factor”. Every body wants to get themselves into debt up to their eye b~~~~ and go to a stressful job they hate every day to show people they are “doing well”

We are all going to die, when you are on your death bed are you going to think back to the long scrapped Mercedes you “owned” 30 years ago? Are you going to think that the pointless, stressful job that you had to do every day for years to pay for it made it worth it?

I am 44 and I have a decent standard of living, flushing toilet, healthcare, freedom and my health is good. I am better off than probably 99% of the planet. Most people never take a step back and think of how lucky they are, they are more concerned that consumerism makes them feel inadequate for the things they don’t have.

I have an 11 year old car that works perfectly, do I care that someone I don’t know in a white, leased Audi may look down on me? No, I love the freedom of being able to park anywhere I like and not worry about it.

These people don’t see they have been conned into exchanging the best years of their life through work in return for some temporary possessions. Possessions on the whole that will cause more grief as you have to look after them and worry about them.

For women, everything eventually boils down to Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

[JVBParticipant]

Enjoy this life. When the big game of chess is over both kings and pawns go in the box.

Peace is > piece.

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