Surely, no matter what you believe, 72 or 80 or whatever the number makes no sense for a thinking being.
An individual's life on earth is but a fleeting vapor trail. Poof. Gone. Somebody disappeared from his or her life on a wintry evening; in the wee hours
of a coldy arse January night; in lovely spring; on some endless summer day; or during one of the bright blue weather days of Fall. We agree.
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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby An individual's life on earth is but a fleeting vapor trail. Poof. Gone. Somebody disappeared from his or her life on a wintry evening; in the wee hours
of a coldy arse January night; in lovely spring; on some endless summer day; or during one of the bright blue weather days of Fall. We agree.
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Get them to celebrate the fact that you, and they, got the luxury of seven months notice to vacate existence, and the expensive concoctions from your physician will keep you comfortable and philosophical until the end.
Ask them to focus on those whose deaths are more sudden, premature and brutal than yours.
Get them to celebrate the fact that you, and they, got the luxury of seven months notice to vacate existence, and the expensive concoctions from your physician will keep you comfortable and philosophical until the end.
Ask them to focus on those whose deaths are more sudden, premature and brutal than yours.