There was a time where death bothered me. I can remember as a small child sitting in the living room of my grandparents home up on Tradewind Dr., just thinking about death, thinking about the possible nothingness that comes afterward, and the thought scared me. I think I may have neared a panic attack of some sort, and I'm not sure whether these
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Somehow...I don't think any of those will work, so I guess I have to keep working on it.
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Hopefully we won't need to know anytime soon. xD
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As far as death, it is the last great adventure, in so many ways.
But not really something to rush, look forward to, or fear.
If you want, I can try to make arrangements, should I survive you, and steal your remains if your other survivors are reluctant to go thru with your desires for funerary rites.
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Yeah. I've just... stopped thinking about it, and when it does come up, there's not really any fear or worry or anything. Just sort of practical ponderings, like how I'd want my funeral to go.
And no, I'd rather you not get into the sort of trouble that would land you in on my account. ^^;
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You forget, the laws of man concern me only slightly less than the laws of gods I dislike. ;)
There is little trouble I can't handle.
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