Life ’n’ death an’ that

Gets you thinking doesn’t it.

We’re on this planet for a remarkably short time, we get to see a brief snapshot, a momentary instant of existence and then we’re gone. What is the point of this flicker of life. To have fun, learn stuff, find inner enlightenment, praise the glory your deity? No, of course not. There is no point to your life, get over yourself.

And then you have children. These ‘little yous’ taking on your mannerisms, ideas and beliefs. And you know you’d give up your life in a heartbeat to protect the little buggers, the point becomes clear, your path to eternal life is there watching Cbeebies when you come home from work.

So while death isn’t something I’m looking forward to, I’m not terrified by the prospect as I once was. I can see the little ROFs are going to turn out all right, and as far as I can tell I’ve not fucked them up.
When I go there’ll be a few people who’ll remember me fondly for a while, which is nice.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Fri 29 Feb 2008, 13:58, Reply)