Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.
Dear Dixie, If you mean our own extinction, as in death, then I don't think you should spend too much time worrying about it. As the saying goes, there are only two things in life that are unavoidable- death and taxes. So, why worry about either? It's also said that, when we approach the dreaded moment, we tend to regret the things we haven't done, rather than what we have. So, perhaps we should just try to do all the things we want to do in life, instead of pondering our imminent demise. But, having said that, I suppose that death has been an enduring subject for writers and poets throughout the ages. I guess as long as what's on "the other side", or as Shakespeare put it, "the undiscovered country", remains a mystery, this will alsways be so. Yours with rather morbid, but very best, wishes, David.
Dear David, of morbid wishe. Must thou take it so seriously? Hmm? It's just a bird on a tombstone. What do you want on your tombstone? (LOL~ ofcourse I refer to 'Tombstone pizza')
Yes, you're right. When I get rich I'll come visit 'Harry Gary', 'love some bazza' and you; we'll have tea. Okay?
Dear Dixie,
ReplyDeleteIf you mean our own extinction, as in death, then I don't think you should spend too much time worrying about it. As the saying goes, there are only two things in life that are unavoidable- death and taxes. So, why worry about either?
It's also said that, when we approach the dreaded moment, we tend to regret the things we haven't done, rather than what we have. So, perhaps we should just try to do all the things we want to do in life, instead of pondering our imminent demise.
But, having said that, I suppose that death has been an enduring subject for writers and poets throughout the ages. I guess as long as what's on "the other side", or as Shakespeare put it, "the undiscovered country", remains a mystery, this will alsways be so.
Yours with rather morbid, but very best, wishes,
David.
Dear David, of morbid wishe. Must thou take it so seriously? Hmm? It's just a bird on a tombstone. What do you want on your tombstone? (LOL~ ofcourse I refer to 'Tombstone pizza')
ReplyDeleteYes, you're right. When I get rich I'll come visit 'Harry Gary', 'love some bazza' and you; we'll have tea. Okay?
Best morbids to you, friend.
Dixie