No thanks, its turned into a pissing contest and about half retarded.@Behr enjoyed the conversation again this morning. It’s geting kinda puffy in there maybe you could go back and make it more civilized. For some reason it happens when your there
Yesterday an odd question I asked myself. Would I rather know all the answers to life or is it the pursuit of them. For me I think it’s the pursuit.You ever stop and wonder how much time you have left? Before I continue, no, I'm not having thoughts of doing anything dumb(at least not dumber than usual, lol). I was just thinking about my multitude of health problems, and I started to wonder how long until they pull me down? Honestly, I don't think I'm afraid of dying. I just worry about those that I would leave behind. And no, I'm not feeling sorry for myself. I'm not sad. Just pensive. Not to sound cheesy, or over philosophize, but life is so full of wonder, and I wonder just what death will bring? I wonder if there will be answers? So many questions in life go unanswered, and there's so much I would like to know, like to understand. I guess I hope when death comes, so will those answers.
Answers normally bring more questions. But there is so much I want to know, so I hope I get those answers. And life itself is the pursuit, so hopefully in death we find the answers that have eluded us.Yesterday an odd question I asked myself. Would I rather know all the answers to life or is it the pursuit of them. For me I think it’s the pursuit.
I already died a couple of times in an ICU so I really don’t think about death and I know when God says it’s time to come home I’m ready for that.You ever stop and wonder how much time you have left? Before I continue, no, I'm not having thoughts of doing anything dumb(at least not dumber than usual, lol). I was just thinking about my multitude of health problems, and I started to wonder how long until they pull me down? Honestly, I don't think I'm afraid of dying. I just worry about those that I would leave behind. And no, I'm not feeling sorry for myself. I'm not sad. Just pensive. Not to sound cheesy, or over philosophize, but life is so full of wonder, and I wonder just what death will bring? I wonder if there will be answers? So many questions in life go unanswered, and there's so much I would like to know, like to understand. I guess I hope when death comes, so will those answers.
Forty-Five. Forty-Six next month. But my body has not been kind to me. Or maybe I have not been kind to it? Who knows. A lot of it is genetics as I have the same problems as my dad did, only mine decided to develop at an earlier age.Weezer I always thought of you being early 30’s. For some reason your post make you seem youthful to me. I’m not saying immature.
