i live to die.
people often tell me smoking is gonna kill me, but i say "it wont have a chance, im gonna be imbedded in the front of an 18 wheeler mack before then"
No, I'm not scared of dieing
No, I wear my undies on the outside and I'm invincible
Yes. I don't want to die
i live to die.
people often tell me smoking is gonna kill me, but i say "it wont have a chance, im gonna be imbedded in the front of an 18 wheeler mack before then"
There is no dark side of the moon, really, as a matter of fact. Its all dark...
I've seen my kids grow up and having just become a Grandad, I wanna see my Gradkids grow up! You never finish doing eveything you wanna do! My father always said, "If I ever become a vegetable, kill me!" The day before he died of MS the nurse asked him if she should turn off the drip that was keeping him alive. He was a skeleton, hardly breathing but he said, "No, keep it going".Originally Posted by Charlie
You don't get to be an old dog without learning a few tricks.
Shorai Powersports batteries are very trick!
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I-wish!!!!
Crazy..Steve
Woody Allan said it all for me:
He said he holds no fear of "death" he just doesn't want to be around when it is happening!![]()
Me! I have faced death many many times and each time while completely in control, I was scared freaking shitless.![]()
When death finally comes my way I guess I will be scared shitless again.![]()
Meanwhile I am getting on with the living part that I have been entrusted with at the moment.and
Cheers John.
Your mrs must really fuck you off.Originally Posted by Crazy Steve
Anyway it's not about dying, or crashing or getting maimed or any of that,
it's about who can pull the biggest wheelie in front of the most people![]()
Because I can...
To be perfectly honest at the moment I would welcome death.....I have got to the stage after two major back injuries where I am in constant pain...has been this way for over two years..pain killers don't seem to help and I do have some grunty ones!
There is only one problem... I have a family who I love and who love me. The thought of what losing their father/husband would do to them is what keeps me here...nothing else. Maybe when no one will miss me then I might clock out. So I'm stuck here!
You can talk about not wanting to live if you suffer serious injury...but invariably when you are in that situation it's a very different story.
Even though not a day goes by that I don't think to myself, "I can't take any more of this", it's a selfish thought that would make me a cowardly uncaring husband/father/friend if I acted on it.
Maybe if I had feared death more I may not have been so reckless in my riding and not crashed...who knows!
Meanwhile on the bright side...I can walk and ride...it's not all bad.
There will come a time in your life when you are not afraid of dying - then the lights go out one last time
Watched me mother die a long spluttering choking death from lung cancer (she never smoked) she turned purple and had to labour over every breath it was just a terrible painful scene. Assisted on an aircraft accident investigation and waded among people who had died in the most undignified fashion with thier grotesque naked, dismembered bodies lying all over the place amidst a generous sprinkling of brains, splinterd bones and intestine contents. I felt so sorry for them because it was like the final humiliation to have to bare all (Cops, FF & Ambos get respect here). Their transition appeard to have been a rapid one for their perspective. Either way its not a pretty scene and death, from my observations, is often an unpleasant process. My point as that seeing reality would probably quieten down a fair bit of the bravado I read on this thread and as life progresses reality does come knocking. I know I wont be the first or last to experience death and like our assholes it is something we all have in common. Its not a day I look forward to and I am in no real hurry to get there and I guess only a few of us have any chioce on how its going to happen as we all have some sort of built in survival instinct.
Years ago (age 14) I binned off my dads race-horse whilst tryin to be a hero.. It was sort of wierd and provoked a lot of thought. I remember the horse going a bit nuts, getting pitched off=> then..Blank (no thoughts, no lights, no sound, no nothing)...=>Then Lights on..Lying face down in the grass (WTF how did I get here) where has me horse gone..? Where did you people come from..? Fuck Ive pissed myself..! Jeez my head hurts..!
Eye witness said that I lay still for about 15 mins and they arrived on the scene as I was waking up. If I had died there would I have known about it? I guess if I had died there It would have just been lights out and no pain though my girlfriend would have seen me lying in a pool of my own urine..! (which for a 14 YO is bad).
If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, you've just high-sided!
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yep - i agree, those of us that have been felt up by the grim reaper seem to be a little more unconcerned about sharing our fear.Originally Posted by terbang
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I am Jack's complete lack of remorse .
I's not until you have actually faced death that you are able to deal with it. Years ago I nearly fell into a pool of boiling water. We had been drilling for steam at a place called Broadlands close to the banks of the Waikato river. It was my turn to take the ducks eggs to this hot pool and cook them. To get there I had to walk over what I thought was solid ground. On the way back my foot went thorugh the crud. I kid you not, no one has any idea of fear until your life is on the line and it is only luck that you stay alive. I had about fifty metres to crawl (to spread my weight) before I got on 'solid' ground. Once having faced it you learn to deal with it. That does not mean to say that if another life threating 'event' occured I would not be afraid. I would. We all have a survival instinct and when it kicks in it is fear that drives the adrenaline and believe me you do not have any control over that.Originally Posted by Lou Girardin
Skyryder
Free Scott Watson.
Well I have a morbid fear of hospitals and doctors so would rather it were quick. I nearly drowned while white water rafting and after the initial panic I felt calm and ready to accept that it was to happen. After beinging knocked off my bike, lay unconcious for 10-15 minutes and woke up to abulance and people hovering over me and didnt even know what happened. I dont fear death itself but more the way it will happen. Would hate to have a terminal illness and it be a long, painfull drawn-out proccess. Have had to care for my 92 year old grandmother who begs to be "put out of her misery" and that is the saddest thing Ive ever had to deal with.
Who the hell wouldnt be scared of dying? If you arent, your the definition of suicidal. Were all like little kids in the evening; there's so much promise left in the day, if we can just stay up a little bit longer. No one wants to go to bed yet...
Not afraid of dieing. Not wanting it to happen at the moment either, but since I have had a couple of close calls I tend to live the day so to speak. I dont tempt death and act crazy but Im not going to go to my grave with too many "I wish I had done" moments.
My wife & kids are great and I would feel for them if I was to die today and leave them. I really enjoy being with them and them being in my life.
Thats why its called life... its for living.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
I don't want to die because of the sadness it will cause in the hearts of specially my family and also my good friends who love and care about me.
The fear of death is real. I had a good friend of mine with whom I had hung out with in high school for a couple of years and gone on bike rides and done other activites etc. At the age of 18, I saw him lieing down cold in a casket because of cancer.
That could be me in an hour, tomorrow, or many years later as a result of more things than I'd care to know about.
Once you accept the fear of loosing what you already have and the possibility of what you haven't got just yet, you learn to face that fear. Just like trying bungy jumping for the first time or learning how to wheelie.
Some people are on denial and they say the fear does not exist. Some let the fear rule their lives and stay inside a bubble or a false sence of security by always holding back on things in life because of the fear of the concequences. I would like to think that I have addressed that fear for what it is and accepted it. Instead of letting that fear having control of my life, I choose to face and challenge that fear every single day by the way I live my life. That's because once you are dead, that's it... End of story... So while you are DAMN lucky enough to be alive and well, why the fuck not make the most out of your life, the best you can!!!
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