I've learned death is not frightening. Not even a little bit. What we're actually afraid of in that moment is hurting others. You feel their loss of love and connection, quite naturally. One can be as ready or carefree as they want, even by choice, but you can't take them, their fears, and how they feel out of the equation.
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Well you're a rare one.
That's for sure! :)
A keeper, in fact.
I'm considering having "Nothing" tattood on my other forearm, btw. It's far cleverer, and more accurate, than the dragon tattoo I was gonna get that I thought was "me".
Lords and ladies. Slap me on the wrist when that ego rears its head (again), please. 😬
Dinner time here now. Thanks for the creativity and inspiration.
I'll be back
I might write it on my forehead.
I thought of that too but then thought it may be a bit extreme. Even for me :D
An arm or wristband it shall be. The credit to the artist will be in the explanation.
And it'll be some story!
How interesting you were the first person I spoke to in depth around here, huh?
We should prolly trust our instincts a bit more. Workin' on it.
How does that story even go?
Once-upon-a-time I took the path less traveled and all that.
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And they all lived happily after, people stopped fighting with each other (and themselves), there was no more hunger or war and the earth regenerated and everybody stopped hurting animals.
The End.
So it's bullshit? 🙂
😆
Depends entirely on your perspective, I guess.
But yeah... the happy ending, prolly 😒
But the really good news is... there's no such thing as death so we get to keep coming back to do it all again so...
Fuck... that's not really much of a happy ending either then.
Kk.
It's bullshit 👍
Anybody wanna play Harry Potter Trivial Pursuit?