A week wouldn't really be enough time to do this, but if I had a month, I would open up as many new credit cards as I could and then take all my money into cash and then party it up all over EE.
What Would You Do With One Week To Live?
Heroin & psychedelics. Then freeze myself and hope to wake up one day to greet some descendants
Fuck some whores
Say goodbye to my family
Kill my enemies
Say goodbye to my family
Kill my enemies
At 60, I've just been diagnosed with prostate cancer (a good cancer to have if you're gonna' get cancer!) - so this "the end of the movie" scenario is now not just an esoteric question. ![[Image: sad.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/sad.gif)
Quote: (12-10-2015 04:20 PM)StudebacherHoch Wrote:
At 60, I've just been diagnosed with prostate cancer (a good cancer to have if you're gonna' get cancer!) - so this "the end of the movie" scenario is now not just an esoteric question.
Sorry to hear that brother.
Americans are dreamers too
^^Sorry to hear that, but yeah prostate cancer is a good one to have if you had to have one.
I recently smoked some strong weed and it induced a panic attack. As I layed there thinking I was about to die, I can say I was afraid, but honestly couldn't think of any regrets in life. I think most of the things I wanted to do, I did due to this forum: Travel the world, approach hot girls on the street, tell off assholes, discover my true self, accomplish getting into grad school and becoming an individual thinker. I will say this, as I ran around my apartment complex like a madman, i was thinking damn, I wonder how much pussy I am going to miss out on now haha.
-CD
I recently smoked some strong weed and it induced a panic attack. As I layed there thinking I was about to die, I can say I was afraid, but honestly couldn't think of any regrets in life. I think most of the things I wanted to do, I did due to this forum: Travel the world, approach hot girls on the street, tell off assholes, discover my true self, accomplish getting into grad school and becoming an individual thinker. I will say this, as I ran around my apartment complex like a madman, i was thinking damn, I wonder how much pussy I am going to miss out on now haha.
-CD
don't most terminal illnesses, the ones that kill you, leave your body bed ridden the week of your final hour as you approach death
Assuming your doctor gave you the heads up that you have a cancer that has a 90% mortality rate. You'd obviously ask him how long do I have to live?
he'll tell you a timeline: x amount of weeks/month/years.
Than you have to make the decision is it worth fighting this? Go through keemo and wreck your body or try some alternative holistic medicine approach.
You'd most likely have a more than a week to live.
So before the week of your final hour is when you have to really live your life depending on how much time you have to live.
Because by the time death approaches your body will be recked and you will be bed ridden fighting to the very last breath to stay alive.
I have yet to hear of a terminal illness that kills you in a week but allows you to be mobile the week of your death.
That's like saying you'll just drop dead any day of the week or basically fall asleep and never.
Actually you could probably argue heart diseases
Guy in my high school died of a heart disease. Went to sleep one night and never woke up. He was a healthy guy who ran cross country
Assuming your doctor gave you the heads up that you have a cancer that has a 90% mortality rate. You'd obviously ask him how long do I have to live?
he'll tell you a timeline: x amount of weeks/month/years.
Than you have to make the decision is it worth fighting this? Go through keemo and wreck your body or try some alternative holistic medicine approach.
You'd most likely have a more than a week to live.
So before the week of your final hour is when you have to really live your life depending on how much time you have to live.
Because by the time death approaches your body will be recked and you will be bed ridden fighting to the very last breath to stay alive.
I have yet to hear of a terminal illness that kills you in a week but allows you to be mobile the week of your death.
That's like saying you'll just drop dead any day of the week or basically fall asleep and never.
Actually you could probably argue heart diseases
Guy in my high school died of a heart disease. Went to sleep one night and never woke up. He was a healthy guy who ran cross country
I know the feeling of the approach of the reaper well brother and this has been my conclusion.
Be with the people with whom you have the most respect, do the activities that you most enjoy doing, make peace with any short comings that you may have and most importantly, continue to improve yourself. I have come to call this my Reaper Repellant.
audentis fortuna iuvat.
Be with the people with whom you have the most respect, do the activities that you most enjoy doing, make peace with any short comings that you may have and most importantly, continue to improve yourself. I have come to call this my Reaper Repellant.
audentis fortuna iuvat.
^^^One of the best comments on this thread. Glad to see it still generates activity.
I would reflect on the irony of attempting to find significance only once the real opportunity of doing so had already passed.
I would try to find joy in the little things that have always brought me so much disproportionate happiness: the birds and the views from the hilltops on long walks with my dogs, the company of my family, the peace and humility of walking under the stars on a clear night, a little piece of new knowledge gained, a few small acts of kindness with nothing asked in return, the company of young children full of fun and mischief and wonder, and unburdened by care. Silly little things that go to making up a life filled with lots of little smiles and moments of unconditional happiness. I'm not sure I'd spend any time on random girls, I think that would feel like time wasted.
I hope I would have the courage to keep my impending expulsion from the Vale of Tears to myself, so that those around me could enjoy a simple happiness in my company, without needing to imbue the time with an artificial significance, and without making every small act into some sort of contrived ritual of love. I hope I would be able to meet the eternal footman with grace, and a sense of humour, as that would represent a small but meaningful victory over death, and allow me to die as I have tried to live. I think, if granted a week, that would be enough.
I would try to find joy in the little things that have always brought me so much disproportionate happiness: the birds and the views from the hilltops on long walks with my dogs, the company of my family, the peace and humility of walking under the stars on a clear night, a little piece of new knowledge gained, a few small acts of kindness with nothing asked in return, the company of young children full of fun and mischief and wonder, and unburdened by care. Silly little things that go to making up a life filled with lots of little smiles and moments of unconditional happiness. I'm not sure I'd spend any time on random girls, I think that would feel like time wasted.
I hope I would have the courage to keep my impending expulsion from the Vale of Tears to myself, so that those around me could enjoy a simple happiness in my company, without needing to imbue the time with an artificial significance, and without making every small act into some sort of contrived ritual of love. I hope I would be able to meet the eternal footman with grace, and a sense of humour, as that would represent a small but meaningful victory over death, and allow me to die as I have tried to live. I think, if granted a week, that would be enough.
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