I don’t think about death too much. If I do though, I think about it in ways which I could possibly die. Meaning that whenever I’m doing something risky, I’d always consider how badly it could cause untimely death. Over the past few years, I’ve become more and more afraid of possible illnesses and if I notice some pain on my body, man, do I google/wikipedia at the first chance I get. I’m not too afraid of dying though, if it’s by natural cause…like old age. But I’m kind of afriad of dying when I shouldn’t die. Meaning that if I was a little more careful I could’ve avoided the tragedy that sort of thing.
I think about my relatives and teachers who have passed away but I don’t usually get too emotional because I usually don’t know them very well. I’m lucky to have my loved ones still living and breathing and talking. But I believe it’s bad luck to think about someone like your parents dying…cause I heard this story ones: There’s this boy who was too young to go on this business trip with his parents but he couldn’t understand why he couldn’t tag along. His parents tried to explain their reasons and told him that they’d be back home soon and they took the plane to a different city. But the boy was angry at them, so much so that he grabbed one of his little airplane models and pretended that his parents were on that plane. In order to express his resentment and pain and anger, he said, “Crash plane, crash!” while making the corresponding gestures with his model. A few hours later, the family found out that the boy’s parents’ plane had gone done and they were both dead. OMG! How traumatizing?! Often times we have thoughts and say things that we don’t mean, but if those things come true, gosh, how awful would it be!? So what I’m trying to say is that to me, death is a natural process and we will eventually disappear from this earth. But dying when you’re not supposed to is traumatizing to me…because knowing that you could’ve avoided that car crash, ski trip, train ride, plane ride, or aimless shooting…..just one different decision, a different time, place, and person, could’ve changed everything! It’s hard not to feel fear and it’s hard to let go. But as long as I live as safe(within reasonable limits) as I could and as careful as I could about my where I’m goin and what I’m doing, I guess thinking about death does afffect the way I live. I become a more careful person, take fewer risks, play it safe(sometimes probably too safe)….but my personality is a factor too. So I don’t think there’s a clear-cut idea about the effects it has on my life because I don’t know if thinking about these things is the cause or the effect of who I am.
How about you? You should write about what you think…cause I kinda don’t know if this was what you were asking…. hahaha
I don’t think about death too much. If I do though, I think about it in ways which I could possibly die. Meaning that whenever I’m doing something risky, I’d always consider how badly it could cause untimely death. Over the past few years, I’ve become more and more afraid of possible illnesses and if I notice some pain on my body, man, do I google/wikipedia at the first chance I get. I’m not too afraid of dying though, if it’s by natural cause…like old age. But I’m kind of afriad of dying when I shouldn’t die. Meaning that if I was a little more careful I could’ve avoided the tragedy that sort of thing.
I think about my relatives and teachers who have passed away but I don’t usually get too emotional because I usually don’t know them very well. I’m lucky to have my loved ones still living and breathing and talking. But I believe it’s bad luck to think about someone like your parents dying…cause I heard this story ones: There’s this boy who was too young to go on this business trip with his parents but he couldn’t understand why he couldn’t tag along. His parents tried to explain their reasons and told him that they’d be back home soon and they took the plane to a different city. But the boy was angry at them, so much so that he grabbed one of his little airplane models and pretended that his parents were on that plane. In order to express his resentment and pain and anger, he said, “Crash plane, crash!” while making the corresponding gestures with his model. A few hours later, the family found out that the boy’s parents’ plane had gone done and they were both dead. OMG! How traumatizing?! Often times we have thoughts and say things that we don’t mean, but if those things come true, gosh, how awful would it be!? So what I’m trying to say is that to me, death is a natural process and we will eventually disappear from this earth. But dying when you’re not supposed to is traumatizing to me…because knowing that you could’ve avoided that car crash, ski trip, train ride, plane ride, or aimless shooting…..just one different decision, a different time, place, and person, could’ve changed everything! It’s hard not to feel fear and it’s hard to let go. But as long as I live as safe(within reasonable limits) as I could and as careful as I could about my where I’m goin and what I’m doing, I guess thinking about death does afffect the way I live. I become a more careful person, take fewer risks, play it safe(sometimes probably too safe)….but my personality is a factor too. So I don’t think there’s a clear-cut idea about the effects it has on my life because I don’t know if thinking about these things is the cause or the effect of who I am.
How about you? You should write about what you think…cause I kinda don’t know if this was what you were asking…. hahaha
Tinny
March 7, 2009 at 5:10 am