Rest in peace

[firstlight1]

Mom and I were just sharing in some post-Grey's Anatomy discussion about our days. Mom started telling me about this news article that she had read. Really, I think it's one of the most awful things I had ever heard

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from Maria

[tokyomaria]

Funny thing is, when I was in Italy, I had a vision rather like that... We were in Capri, a gorgeous tropical island with azure-blue waters and it was warm and just breathtakingly stunning. And we were in a little tiny rowboat heading out for a phosphorescent grotto, and I put my hand in the water, and the sunlight sparkled through it as it spilled through my fingers, and I thought, "If I died right now, I would be happy." Not that I wanted to die -- but that it was such a moment of perfect, serene joy, it was like a pinnacle -- like a feeling of "this is the supreme feeling of life, and now that I've had it I can die because I've experienced the most wonderful feeling that exists." So this story didn't strike me as that horrific a thing ...

Re: from Maria

[firstlight1]

Yeah...but I'm willing to bet that if you had been swept into the blue yonder, your first thought wouldn't have been, "See? I'm dying, and I'm happy." It would have been along the lines of "Fuck! No! I didn't mean it!" I mean...I always say that I'm ready to die because, quite simply, it's going to happen some day and I might as well just be ready all the time. But I don't especially want to and I'm willing to bet that if I died in the near future, I'd be upset about it. Plus...I dunno, it just seems like a really awful way to go. Drowning, I mean. Fighting back against the waves, just trying so hard not to die, probably being scared out of your mind with the dull acceptance that you are, indeed, going to die...thanks, but no thanks.