Discussion in 'Community' started by Condition2SQ, Sep 28, 2012.
Exactly. I already live in a sterile room surrounded by machinery. It's called planning ahead.
Well I have thousands and thousands of concubines that will suck the poisons out of me when I'm dying, so I can live for thousands and thousands of years.
I'm aware. However, the OP specifically mentioned:
"I'm not referring to the process of dying--cancer, drowning, car accident, etc.--but rather being dead. "
Which is what I answered.
How I wouldn't mind dying:
Preferably after at least a few innings of the ballgame.
A few years back, my paternal grandfather died at the age of 85. He had nothing really wrong with him until the last week or so of his life. He didn't die at home, but you can't really beat that.
Tunick +1000 for Rescue Me reference
*simultaneously 'likes' and weeps a little*
Is the fellow on the left Denis Leary?
I believe that's a set pic from the upcoming remake of Weekend At Bernie's starring Denis Leary and Don Rickles.
I'm looking forward to the end. And what, if anything, lies beyond.
What if on the other end you become a blue ghost and enjoy telling people the real truth to why you put that gun to your head? They can't hit you now, am I right?
Nah, I assume that's Leary's Dad (or maybe Father in law), in which case I have a new respect for him. If you look close, Leary has his arm around the guy. It's kinda sweet... assuming he knows him.
Indeed. Its the moment his TV father on Rescue Me dies- peacefully, at a game.
Perfect way to go.
Of the movie? Probably a stinger for Weekend At Bernie's 2. Which will turn it into an integrated universe.
Was anyone afraid at birth?
Ahhh, okay, thanks for the info.
Speaking of fear of death, that has to be somewhat uncomfortable as an actor when you're so old that the script calls for your character to die of natural causes. Just another reminder of your looming mortality.
Yeah those doctors were mean.
Every living thing will die eventually and we all know it. Why must we fight off the inevitable? Why are we so afraid of the natural cycle of life? I don't know about you, but I would never want to live forever, especially in this 3rd dimensional state. The mind can only handle reality for so long. The sooner we can come to peace with it, the less gloomy death appears. We don't know yet what hapens after death, but nothing about it requires that we fear it.
I'm not sure I want to live forver, I just want the option.
"Better to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being alive to the infinite mystery of it all. And who's to say I won't live forever, eh?"
The wisdom of Jack Sparrow. Savvy?
Probably just everyone.