Hi Tia…I, like Cog, wait with heightened anticipation for the result of their attempts.
Again, I hate to be the one to break the news to you, but you are going to die one day AND THERE AIN’T A GODDAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT. You have been dying since the moment you were born and took your first breath. Nobody gets out of this game alive. You could walk out your door to check your mail today and get hit by a drunk driver and killed. You could be cowering in your bedroom a week from now trying to hide from death when a meteorite crashes through your roof and turns you into vapor. Or you could live to be a hundred and one years old, laying in bed, with your body slowly shutting down until you take your last breath. Either way, there ain’t shit you can do to stop it from happening. You WILL eventually die. No ifs, ands, or buts. No big mystery. The only mystery is WHEN/HOW it will happen. The question, however, is this…
What are you going to do with your life while you still have it? THAT is the ONLY thing you can control. And sitting around biting your nails and staying stressed out over the fact you will eventually die does NOT sound very productive nor fun. But - hey - you do you, Boo-boo.
I know. That’s the thing I’m so paranoid about, as well.
Well. with all due respect, which doesn’t amount to a whole lot, you do not know this with absolute certainty.
Oooh I like this one. I could be put into a cartridge for a vape pen.
Well of course you can’t prove that unless or until you observe my demise or the evidence thereafter.
This I could agree with more but I won’t give you that satisfaction after your wild claims referenced herein.
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What I want to know is why in the fuck would I assume I am going to die. I have never died before. Yea, yea, I know, you look around you and you see lots of things dying. But assuming I am going to do the same is a fallacy. I am not those things. Do you know how to tell one thing from another? Sheeesh. It’s like you enjoy running around ripping the harts out of little babies. It’s not enough that you tell them Santa does not exist but you have to steal all their candy and kick them in the balls on your way out the door. Some people are special. They get to go to a happy place and live forever. It’s in the Bible.
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Hey, what can I say? I’m a pessimist. Plus, I’m hedging my bets, and the odds are certainly in my favor. At least I HOPE they are. I’ve got a lot of money riding on this.
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I know, Tin is kind of a dick.
Preach it brother! We may still have a chance to save that fucking heathen.
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See, it always comes down to personal gain does it not?
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I can’t believe I have been best friends with that nacho eating child abuser. Hartless. Just Hartless.
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But what if she is correct? Is she wrong because she does not have a much academic laurels as Penrose? We are discussing truth, it is or it is not.
An appeal to authority has zero weight in determining the truth.
@David_Killens I didn’t say she was wrong. I said I wouldn’t trust her opinion over a professional on the subject.
Allen Steinhardt, the other quoted individual, alluded to the same thing by accident, “why is the debate between tensor flow and Hadoop open source software platforms ignored by the mainstream Haiku Poet community?”
He is an engineer, she is a philosopher. They are entitled to their own theories and beliefs, but they fall short of analysis (including the criticisms) maintained by professionals in field of quantum physics and neurology.
At the most, maybe 10 minutes a month. And my “thoughts on death” center more around the effects on those I would leave behind. That is my concern, that is what saddens me and creates a few moments of anxiety.
I am going to die, that is a certainty. For me what matters is that I live life to it’s fullest until then.
@Drew In 2010 (most or the long termers know this story) I went in for an operation, things went sideways, the end result was that three days later late in the evening I was wheeled into an operating room with the knowledge that I may not come out alive. I did not freak out, I did not break down and suddenly appeal to any god, my sole thought was “oh well, let’s see if I wake up”. I was later informed they lost my vital signs twice on the operating room table. I also had an exceptionally vivid and powerful dream. Technically, I died, and technically I had a near death experience. None of that swayed me in believing there was a god. I gained confidence because I had faced death and met the challenge.
The most important thing I took away from that is life is precious, to be enjoyed every second of every day.
Life is good. Savor every drop until the bottle runs dry.
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Sir Isaac Newton is arguably the greatest mind mankind has produced.His mighty work, the Principia was overturned by a person who was once a German patent clerk.
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Ha! Challenge accepted! Just don’t tempt me with cookies. That’s how they got me over here on the Dark Side… 
… Fuck! Did I say that out loud? Shit, you weren’t suppose to know that! 
Uhhh… Just, uh, just forget I said anything, okay?
Well, duh. They say you can’t take it with you, but we have no proof of that, either. So, the way I see it, better to be prepared. Might as well give it a try.
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@David_Killens That’s one smart patent clerk!
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Huh? What?.. Oh, goody-goody! Is it Communion time already? Yaaaay! 
Is this that tricky shit that turns into blood halfway down? I drank a quart of that piss once and scared the shit out of myself. I ran to the fucking doctor, three blocks, uphill both ways, and when I say doctor, it was really a drunken veterinarian whose license had been suspended for doing cruel things to animals with a coat hanger. (You can read that several ways. He did cruel things to animals with a coat hanger, or, he did cruel things to animals and he had a coat hanger. I don’t think it really matters how you see it.) I trailed blood all the way to the hospital; when I say hospital, I mean the park bench with the hospital sign under it that the doctor slept on at night. Anyway, it took a shit load of tests to discover my rectum was not bleeding. Have you ever had a six-inch magnifying glass shoved up your rectum? And up, and up, and… I was about ready to pass out when the kid with the kaleidoscope passed by. Thank god for small miracles. The kaleidoscope was only 3 inches across. After that fucking with the magnifying glass it was smooth as silk. Anyway, turns out some prick gave me the special grape juice that turns into blood. You are only supposed to take a sip of that shit, not drink it by the quart. I learned my lesson the hard way. I thought I was shitting out my intestines. So, beware of folks offering Grape Juice. It’s nearly, but not quite, as bad as eggnog and nowhere near the fun.
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