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“there are but four ways to die,” a sardonic spirit might have said to me,
“there is dying that occurs relatively suddenly,
there is dying that occurs relatively gradually,
there is dying that occurs relatively painlessly,
there is the death that is full of pain.
thus, by various means, they are combined
the sudden and the gradual, the painless and the painful
to yield but four ways to die,
and there are no others.”
“there is dying that occurs relatively suddenly,
there is dying that occurs relatively gradually,
there is dying that occurs relatively painlessly,
there is the death that is full of pain.
thus, by various means, they are combined
the sudden and the gradual, the painless and the painful
to yield but four ways to die,
and there are no others.”
““For the rest of the earth’s organisms, existence is relatively uncomplicated. Their lives are about three things: survival, reproduction, death—and nothing else. But we know too much to content ourselves with surviving, reproducing, dying—and nothing else. We know we are alive and know we will die. We also know we will suffer during our lives before suffering—slowly or quickly—as we draw near to death. This is the knowledge we “enjoy” as the most intelligent organisms to gush from the womb of nature. And being so, we feel shortchanged if there is nothing else for us than to survive, reproduce, and die. We want there to be more to it than that, or to think there is. This is the tragedy: Consciousness has forced us into the paradoxical position of striving to be unself-conscious of what we are—hunks of spoiling flesh on disintegrating bones.”
Merry Christmas ho ho ho