So. I failed to update daily. D:
'tis pain in the rear end, I say. I think all those horror stories I've heard about having nothing to write are true. 'though, I do have stuff to write about. Just too lazy to do so. :D?
So anyways. Recap of today and yesterday. Yesterday, I...
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Did I ever mention gaps that I have in my memory? I'm pretty sure I did. All I remember from yesterday was stuffing mah face at some restraunt. :D.
OH! Right, yesterday, I started thinking about an interesting topic. Again.
It all started when Nick showed me this song called "The summer of 69". Good song, yes, but obviously, the first thing that pops into my mind is "Heh. Sixty-Nine. Eheh. Heh."
Then my thoughts trailed off, eventually connecting at "Will we ever see 2069?" After some quick mental math, we'll be 74 when that happens. Aw. So, I realized just how short life is. We'll barely see a century, that is, if we want to live with a thousand medications in our system, breaking a bone everytime we walked, and all those creepy old-people ailments.
I realize we might miss all those awesome things of the future, like Jetpacks or Rocket shoes or Quantam matter transporters or Biomatter computers or Photon... okay you get the point.
Either way, wouldn't it have been cool to see all those things we thought were never possible actually exist? But then...
What is death? For all those religious people (please walk out the door loca-- okay im kidding, kiddi... Where are you shoving that cross. No. NO--) out there, you have an image that you'd go to a land of either eternal rest or dammnation forever. Hmm.
Physically? When you are classifed as "Dead", that means your brain has stopped emitting wave patterns, your blood is not flowing, your heart's not beating, etc.
That means, the moment you die, your mind ceases to exist.
What makes people well, people, is exactly their mind. If our complex memory and thinking processes didn't exist, we're exactly as nature intended, animals that breed to further our race.
Without our mind, nothing would exist. The delusion of religion, soul, difference, war, conflicts, everything. They would simply just not exist. Sure, there'll be a tussle over territory every now and then, but the world would be a better place. Just why? Well...
- Cars wouldn't exist, therefore no pollution.
- No government to rule over us with Taxes, speaking of which...
- No money, no value, no possessions
- No greediness or envy
- No good, therefore evil cannot exist
Physically, it doesn't really matter wheather we worry about missing all those neat things or not, 'cause quite frankly, you wouldn't know about them either. You cease to exist.
Fully comprehend these words?
It's like as if you didn't know anything, wasn't born at all, or learned anything.
This, I find, to be an interesting topic. When we die, it doesn't matter if we still have regrets. We aren't going to harbour them in our hearts forever or anything.
My view on all this? I think our "Living" is only a transcending period between a "Growth" side, and this "Living" is the little narrow pathway between "Growth" and "Actual Life".
Comon, seriously? 89 or so years? Years just fly by like nothing.
I think every time your life is placed in danger is not someone trying to harm you, but people on this "Actual Life" side trying to pull you over, instead of wasting your time lollylagging around this tiny pathway.
Eh. Some people disagree. But something like "The Matrix" is highly unlikely, but an actual spiritual embodiment is like telling a Physicist gravity is all in their head.
Enough about yesterday. Today, first aid was HILARIOUS. 'though i have to admit i had alot higher expectations for the people that already finished their course... seeing as how soon they'll be going off to actually save lives soon.
It's like watching your kid grow up. Then realize he has a hand where his eye is supposed to be, and 6 arms. Do you really want to send him out when you know they're not ready?
It's a tough choice. But i think, met with circumstance and situation, they'll do fine. Hopefully.
Glad I made sure the office always pairs people up.
OH YEAH. Choir testing was today. Did okay-ish, i suppose, but Mrs. Taylor now wants me in Bass 1.
Which won't be fun. D:
Bass 1 is like... third. third. fifth. ooh, octave. Boorring. D:
Oh well. 'least I get'ta be with all mah buds. :D
So. Two topics I need comments on.
A. That whole Life thing. Eh.
B. Should i really let mah little first aiders go already? I think its too soon.
Krisrangler, and im sayin'...
BAIBAI'S :D
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