Writer's Block: Above and beyond
Oct. 25th, 2010 05:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serina_dsQuestion:
Above and beyond
What do you think happens after you die?
Well, there's the thing with the decomposition of the body; worms crawling in and out of your various innards, the flies (and consequently, maggots), the shrinkage of the flesh due to dehydration.......
Oh, did you mean to your consciousness? Well, you're dead. There isn't anything left, you just sleep forever. That's kinda what being dead means. I am pessimistic about the possibility of life after death (an oxymoron if ever there was one) but if it should happen, I would hope to get a damn good rest! And knitting. Knitting would be good. Oh, and sex. And decent food, and other such lovely stuff.
All of which explains why the very fact of my current existence is such a beautiful and wonderful gift. I'm alive! The wonder and awe and joy encompassed in that thought rivals anything religion could supply, and the opportunity to learn and explore and share is surely the most precious gift my parents gave me, and I could never thank them enough for that.
Above and beyond
What do you think happens after you die?
Well, there's the thing with the decomposition of the body; worms crawling in and out of your various innards, the flies (and consequently, maggots), the shrinkage of the flesh due to dehydration.......
Oh, did you mean to your consciousness? Well, you're dead. There isn't anything left, you just sleep forever. That's kinda what being dead means. I am pessimistic about the possibility of life after death (an oxymoron if ever there was one) but if it should happen, I would hope to get a damn good rest! And knitting. Knitting would be good. Oh, and sex. And decent food, and other such lovely stuff.
All of which explains why the very fact of my current existence is such a beautiful and wonderful gift. I'm alive! The wonder and awe and joy encompassed in that thought rivals anything religion could supply, and the opportunity to learn and explore and share is surely the most precious gift my parents gave me, and I could never thank them enough for that.
