Things already reached rock bottom, so it wont hurt if we dig even deeper.
More immsense suffering isnāt something Iād like to witness or endure, let alone celebrateā¦
Look, the world is a chaotic place. You could be hit by a bus or fall down an open manhole or drop dead from a random brain aneurysm. It could happen today, or tomorrow, or ten years from now, or fifty. I imagine that there have been very few people, if any, who had the dubious honor of knowing the exact moment theyāre going to die. Even someone with a terminal diagnosis can hold on longer than the doctors said they would. Doctors arenāt infallible. And even if a terminally ill man recovers from his illness, he could be run over by an out of control ambulance on the way home from the hospital.
Me, I have the dubious honor of knowing that I was supposed to die at a certain point in time, but I didnāt. Do you know what that means? It means Iām already in the bonus round. Every day I live, I spit in Deathās eye. If I die tomorrow, I wonāt complain, because I got waaaaay more time than I deserved.
I guess that explains a lot about my worldview. And if I told you when I was supposed to die, that would explain even more.
HAPPY New Year
Honestly life for me might be better if I had your mindset. lol
Unfortunately mine is a weaker one.
I dunno about that. Itās definitely easier, but you donāt become as cynical as me without some serious shit happening to you.
As George Carlin said: inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist.
True, true.
I didnāt mean to celebrate suffering, I meant to make the most out of life. To try and make it so that when itās time to check out of this realm you may have had a roller coaster but in the end it was worth it. Yes, life can be cruel and uncaring but there is also good to be had. Itās the small things that does it. Even if everything seems dark there are small flickers of light that makes life kinda okay. It might just be something as tiny as a cat snuggling up to you showing affection, having somewhere warm to sleep when itās cold, a pleasant meal, etc.
Expect and prepare for the worst but still hope for the best. NaĆÆve of me? Maybe, but itās kept me alive and kicking for 40+ years so I guess Iām doing something right.
Iād still rather take the easy way out. Agree to disagree, I guess.
I donāt know what lies beyond death, but I find all of the possible outcomes acceptable.
If I go to Heaven, I wonāt have any problems ever again. Except trying to figure out why the fuck they let me in.
If I go to Hell, fair enough, I have it coming, makes more sense than me going to Heaven.
If I get reincarnated, Iāve got another chance to not fuck up.
And if thereās nothing after deathā¦ I wonāt have any problems ever again.
Just to be sure, maybe I should make sure I die in battle, in case going to Valhalla is an option.
I personally would skip Valhalla because fighting, drinking and partying just isnāt for me. The valkyrie bringing me there would make the biggest mistake of her career and get one hell of a tongue lashing. Not by me, mind you, but by Oden & co.
Theyāve probably got a cool lounge upstairs for the people who donāt like the mead hall. Very chill, and with bottle service.
That sounds fabulous. Lets meet up there in the afterlife and have a toast.