Addictive Suicide
There are many ways to kill yourself.
I've talked extensively about this subject, but still some may be unaware: I think dying is the best. I suggest everyone become quite adept at dying. Practice dying! You know, when the actual day comes, you may want to be as prepared as possible for it -- remember, the gnashing-of-teeth bit?
The gunshot to the head is bad practice. You are a rank beginner if you blow the whole deal in one second. Welcome to Hell, boy. However, I've mentioned repeatedly of the smoking thing -- you don't actually think every smoker in the world isn't fully aware of the killing quality of inhaling fire? No, in fact that is the numero uno reason it is done:
To die.
Lighten up, hippie. Look around you: Everybody, a-hem, everybody is killing themselves one way or another. It's like the sun is setting, yo.
So you have many options. MOST LIKELY, you are already rather compulsively attached to a particular type of mini-death. Who doesn't like to go to sleep?
Anyway, there are ka-bunches of ways to do it. Many lifestyles, not-with-standing, terrifically exciting lifestyles, are fast-tracks to death. Any material possession is bound to kill you eventually, because life will be damned to let you keep anything for ever. There are more invasive habits, of course, the most gnarly of which to engage is the habit of militant self-thought control. Men are particularly attached to the noose. You know, choke the hell out of that chicken. Spank that monkey, yes, I said, "Spank him to death."
Sex is really the best. You head straight for the light, kamikaze-style, and you just burn up like a fire in the sky. I think it must be quite funny for women around the world to see their raging bull-Man collapse in their sloppy thighs, a panting, quivering fart. How pathetic! That's Love man!
Now, my point in mentioning all of this is simple: Actually, dying is really dying, it is inevitable, but there is no need not to LIVE THE WAY YOU WANNA LIVE BEFORE YOU DIE.
That is a struggle for each individual, with strategies somewhat open for debate. But I can say this: The more you value it, the more you will pay attention to its passing. And like they always say, "You don't know what you've got until you lose it."
Practice dying. Learn what Life is worth.
I've talked extensively about this subject, but still some may be unaware: I think dying is the best. I suggest everyone become quite adept at dying. Practice dying! You know, when the actual day comes, you may want to be as prepared as possible for it -- remember, the gnashing-of-teeth bit?
The gunshot to the head is bad practice. You are a rank beginner if you blow the whole deal in one second. Welcome to Hell, boy. However, I've mentioned repeatedly of the smoking thing -- you don't actually think every smoker in the world isn't fully aware of the killing quality of inhaling fire? No, in fact that is the numero uno reason it is done:
To die.
Lighten up, hippie. Look around you: Everybody, a-hem, everybody is killing themselves one way or another. It's like the sun is setting, yo.
So you have many options. MOST LIKELY, you are already rather compulsively attached to a particular type of mini-death. Who doesn't like to go to sleep?
Anyway, there are ka-bunches of ways to do it. Many lifestyles, not-with-standing, terrifically exciting lifestyles, are fast-tracks to death. Any material possession is bound to kill you eventually, because life will be damned to let you keep anything for ever. There are more invasive habits, of course, the most gnarly of which to engage is the habit of militant self-thought control. Men are particularly attached to the noose. You know, choke the hell out of that chicken. Spank that monkey, yes, I said, "Spank him to death."
Sex is really the best. You head straight for the light, kamikaze-style, and you just burn up like a fire in the sky. I think it must be quite funny for women around the world to see their raging bull-Man collapse in their sloppy thighs, a panting, quivering fart. How pathetic! That's Love man!
Now, my point in mentioning all of this is simple: Actually, dying is really dying, it is inevitable, but there is no need not to LIVE THE WAY YOU WANNA LIVE BEFORE YOU DIE.
That is a struggle for each individual, with strategies somewhat open for debate. But I can say this: The more you value it, the more you will pay attention to its passing. And like they always say, "You don't know what you've got until you lose it."
Practice dying. Learn what Life is worth.
posted by Just Greg at Monday, February 13, 2006
1 Comments:
Dude,
Thats for this one. I liked it. the title is a bit scary, but after finishing the read...the title can be seen differently. Life is good, and thats that. -GT
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