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Originally Posted by CDSmith
Wow, I must be the most ambivalent fucker on the face of the planet, because none of the above would be on my list of official fears I have. I suppose it's that life is going to be what it's going to be in those regards. Of course life is what you make it, but the term "shit happens" also applies whether we like it or not. Fearing it or worrying about it isn't going to stop said "shit" from happening, so I'm simply not going to waste my time doing it.
I figure life is in many ways out of your control. It's like sitting around a poker table waiting for your cards. Do I sit there worrying about whether I'll get dealt a shitty hand? No, because you can still find a way to enjoy some 'win' even with the shittiest of hands. Same with life, things are going along great for you and then BAM, you get dealt a shitty hand. Big whoop, you pick yourself up, look around, and figure out how to make the best of it.
But if it's death? Whatever. Death is going to be what it's going to be, for all of us. I see no point in worrying about or fearing something that is inevitably going to catch up to all of us. Doesn't mean I wouldn't try to find my way out of a sinking car or dig my way out of an avalanche, etc. It just means that I'm not about to waste a second of my life worrying about when and how it will get me.
However, spiders tend to creep me out a bit. And bats. Bats give me the willies.
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You wouldn't like it around here then. Every evening just as the sun is going down,
thousands of bats drop down out from under the roof tiles and fly around like lunatics for a while until it's all the way dark, then they head off to wherever bats go. Every morning as the sun is coming up, they come back, fly around like crazed drunken bats and crawl back up under the roof tiles to sleep for the day.
Oh it's a scene man.
