Sinister: And I never should have said the books that you read were all I loved you for...
Or the records you listened to, obviously. People have talked of death, and of love, and of the stars, and of wanking. But death is what I'm talking about, kids. This might sound weird ("hmm, this sounds weird, I'll delete it") but something which used to drive me up the frigging wall and which still does to a lesser extent is the thought that when you die, assuming there's no afterlife which I do, you're basically unconcious for ever. And the thought of just not knowing anything, not being anything FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY just scared the living shit out of me, and I'm not sure why. Sometimes I used to hate going to sleep just because I would be in that state for a only a few hours. Sorry if I've depressed anyone, but it's not my fault entirely as other people got me thinking about it. Other people being LesleyJo and Archel. Hurry up with that novel. After recovering from the sniffles, glampam did write:
there seems to have been a few changes since I went away, so for the benefit of all of you with short memories, or the recently released from the nursery, I'm really cool and pretty and everyone on the list loves me to bits!!!!
Which, annoyingly enough, is completely true. Damn her pants. Oh, and Helen made us all say "I've got something in my eye" with
some bastard had just run over a cat and not even stopped.
It was a beautiful cat. We moved it to the side of the road so at least it would not have to be re run over. I mean wasn't his death bad enough? We left a note in case the owners were looking for it as it had no collar so we couldn't ring the owners.
Which got me wondering. How did you attach the note to the cat? Did you have to nail it on or something, or did you have a stapler or some sellotape handy? And what did the note say? "If this is your cat then it's dead. Sorry" ? Sorry, I am a cat lover but I also have a strange sense of humour. And Ailsa ranted, as usual:
Sorry, I *always* do this, but I get sick fed up of people being so bloody judgemental about what people look like, what music they listen to, whether they look like Belle and Sebastian fans or not, etc etc. And I've never judged a book by the way it looks, or by the music it listens to (sorry, guess I'll have to leave the Sinister novel to Archel as I can't do metaphors), and I don't like people who do so.
I was going to say something here but couldn't find the right words and probably would have been misinterpreted anyway. So I won't. But what
the hell do I know, eh?
Er, quite a lot actually judging by the 49 (forty nine!) questions you got right on university challenge last night, compared to my thick as pigshit 18. Bloody geniuses. Over to Arantxa:
If Notts. becomes Robin Stout county, it doesn't make me Lady Marian,hey,Alisdair?
Of course it does. But only if I can be Little Ally. Though some people may say I am already. I know what the best Smiths record is, but I'm not going to tell you. Ha ha. Come oan. Alasdair xx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
You know, I have to admit, Death scared the living hell out of me for a long time. Only within the past month or so have I begun to be OK with it. The problem of most Western Cultures is that we tend to view ourselves as individuals and endow ourselves with such a great amount of importance that the thought of not being is simply terrifying. Fortunately for us, none of us are all that important though. The best discription I've heard to describe the Human race is an ocean. All the waves of the ocean are individual, just like people. Each wave will run it's coarse and do it's work (eroding, making sailors seasick...) but when it's reached the end it subsides and retreats back from wince it came. It's not what you as an individual will acomplish that is important, the only job the individual has is to enjoy what you've been given and make the best of it. The real goal is what we can do as a species. I'm sure that's not to comforting still but it's a start if you really try to think about it. Another point I want to tell you about is Wu Li. Wu Li means patterns of organic energy, it is also the Chinese charicters representing physics. Don't give up on me, I'm going somewhare with this. If you've ever studied physics you've probly have heard of the two-slit experament. When this was done with single photons instead of a whole light source (the photon was proved to be the basic component of light by Einstein's photovoltaic effect, and since light..., therefore all electromagnetic energy...) it was discovered that the act of observing whithout changing the conditions changed the responce. Blah blah blah in the end what we are left with is that energy can process information and respond, the very basis of declairing something as organic. It would follow that this could account for the brains ability to respond and learn and basicly act organic because it is a series of circuts conducting energy, which has conciousness. So it appears that at this time physics is pointing to energy as being the form of life and energy cannot be created or destroyed. Organic energy is responsible for our being and is the force trying to fight entropy (chaos). From this it can be supposed that while our matter will die, our energy will continue and in essence our death is only part of a greater metamorphosis into energetic beings which most likely will be the final destination of evolution. I hope maybe this gives you something to grasp other then dark dark death, if not i tried. Just don't be so scared of death that you forget your alive. Try to make your time here as good as possible for everyone around you as well as yourself and do something pretty... -Mike +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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Alasdair Cook MS1996 -
Michael Glen Lewis