1. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    Oncology Ward, Room #101 (window side)

    It's the dead of winter. All the airports are frozen. They blew out the last candle three days ago when your roommate,

    Joe Doe, JR, former athlete, disappeared in the wee hours without a fight. Care to share your own deathbed thoughts.
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    18 Dec '12 17:55
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    [b]Oncology Ward, Room #101 (window side)

    It's the dead of winter. All the airports are frozen. They blew out the last candle three days ago when your roommate,

    Joe Doe, JR, former athlete, disappeared in the wee hours without a fight. Care to share your own deathbed thoughts.
    -[/b]
    Whistle winter wind I hear you call,
    Another brave soul to fall.
    What will it matter what it said,
    Breathe your last, expired now dead.

    Frail and weak stop and take ease,
    succumb frail body each new disease.
    Gathered round to say goodbye
    friend and foe truth and lie.

    Expected and still yet a shock,
    surprise and tears, mourning frock.
    You lay there now your work undone,
    cold as stone, nothing won.

    A legacy of hurt and pain,
    others looking for their gain.
    Bitterness do you bequeath,
    lying beneath starched white sheet.

    Curtains pulled children crying,
    nursing staff failing but trying.
    You are now gone and soon dispatched,
    many years since you were matched.

    A widow now shall be left behind,
    and three more of human kind.
    They sit and watch unsure of deed.
    Clinging now to whatever creed.

    Man in black does read wise words.
    oil on the forehead it seems absurd.
    Left alone in a crowded ward.
    Cancer has wielded it's sword.

    Preparations must be made,
    casket chosen where shall he be laid?
    Prayers said, what are they worth?
    Down down, six feet of earth.

    Happy memories cold comfort for one,
    rain falling now you are gone.
    The long black chariot steers you away
    until you visit this place another day.

    Family scattered now, left the fold,
    no longer a unit, nothing to hold.
    House sold from floor to rafter.
    not really sure about the hereafter.
  3. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    19 Dec '12 08:35
    Originally posted by johnnylongwoody

    Whistle winter wind I hear you call,
    Another brave soul to fall.
    What will it matter what it said,
    Breathe your last, expired now dead.

    Frail and weak stop and take ease,
    succumb frail body each new disease.
    Gathered round to say goodbye
    friend and foe truth and lie.

    Expected and still yet a shock,
    surprise and tears, mourning frock.
    ...[text shortened]... unit, nothing to hold.
    House sold from floor to rafter.
    not really sure about the hereafter.
    Well done, Johnny. Thanks for your post. Apparently that thread itself is dying; maybe people are afraid of it.
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    19 Dec '12 12:04
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    Well done, Johnny. Thanks for your post. Apparently that thread itself is dying; maybe people are afraid of it.
    Or maybe they don't want to share deeply emotional stories with a guy who writes fortune cookies on the internet.
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    19 Dec '12 13:58
    Originally posted by googlefudge

    Or maybe they don't want to share deeply emotional stories with a guy who writes fortune cookies on the internet.
    We're reading and posting within a spirituality forum. What on earth would you possibly suggest
    as being more deeply felt than a person's speculations about dying, death and eternity? Hmm...
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    19 Dec '12 16:42
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    We're reading and posting within a spirituality forum. What on earth would you possibly suggest
    as being more deeply felt than a person's speculations about dying, death and eternity? Hmm...
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    Love for another human being.



    There is a difference between discussing what happens after death, and what happens when people die...
    And recounting an experience of actually being at someone's side when they died.

    Discussing the mechanisms and consequences of death in the abstract is easy.

    Discussing the feelings and experience of being at someone's side as they died is something else entirely.



    Particularly with someone who is all take and no give.

    Post something meaningful and detailed and maybe people might give a damn.


    Continue to post the front of your fridge and people probably wont give a damn.
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    19 Dec '12 17:161 edit
    Originally posted by googlefudge

    Love for another human being.
    There is a difference between discussing what happens after death, and what happens when people die... ]
    And recounting an experience of actually being at someone's side when they died.
    Discussing the mechanisms and consequences of death in the abstract is easy.
    Discussing the feelings and experience of being at so give a damn.
    Continue to post the front of your fridge and people probably wont give a damn.
    "It's the dead of winter. All the airports are frozen. They blew out the last candle three days ago when your roommate,
    Joe Doe, JR, former athlete, disappeared in the wee hours without a fight. Care to share your own deathbed thoughts."

    You're getting warmer, GF. Now, zero in on the OP's premise that it's googlefudge in the imminent deathbed next
    to the window, in the room where the nurses recently blew out the last candle that night when Joe Doe Jr died.
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    19 Dec '12 20:58
    Originally posted by googlefudge
    Love for another human being.



    There is a difference between discussing what happens after death, and what happens when people die...
    And recounting an experience of actually being at someone's side when they died.

    Discussing the mechanisms and consequences of death in the abstract is easy.

    Discussing the feelings and experience of being at ...[text shortened]... e a damn.


    Continue to post the front of your fridge and people probably wont give a damn.
    The rhyme which I composed above,
    is about a personal experience.
    The death of one and the aftermath.

    Even though it was expected it still came as a shock.
    People don't know how to act when personally confronted
    by death. In the particular experience above there was sadness
    and then there was bitterness between the family.
    I must make clear at this point that it is not my family
    that I am talking about.

    The man was buried and the family split apart.
    It was never the same again. Eventually they scattered to
    the four winds and the old family home was sold.

    What happens after death?


    Who knows?
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    19 Dec '12 21:31
    Originally posted by johnnylongwoody

    The rhyme which I composed above,
    is about a personal experience.
    The death of one and the aftermath.

    Even though it was expected it still came as a shock.
    People don't know how to act when personally confronted
    by death. In the particular experience above there was sadness
    and then there was bitterness between the family.
    I must make clear ...[text shortened]... he four winds and the old family home was sold.

    What happens after death?


    Who knows?
    Johnny, how intensely felt. No two ways about it, death's as an astringent experience as divorce... only worse.

    "What happens after death? Body decomposes and returns to dust. Our souls (the real you and me)
    live uninterrupted in new interim bodies at one of two permanent addresses for all eternity.

    Who knows?" We both know now.
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    19 Dec '12 22:06
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    Johnny, how intensely felt. No two ways about it, death's as an astringent experience as divorce... only worse.

    [b]"What happens after death?
    Body decomposes and returns to dust. Our souls (the real you and me)
    live uninterrupted in new interim bodies at one of two permanent addresses for all eternity.

    Who knows?" We both know now.
    -[/b]
    I would like to believe you,
    But I was always taught to look at the bigger picture.
    Examine things objectively and forensically.
    The truth is there, sometimes it can be hard to find.
    But I believe that you must have irrefutable evidence
    for every and any claim that one makes.
    Evidence which cannot be overturned.
    Without that concrete irrefutable evidence,
    your argument have little value and no foundation.
    1 plus 1 is 2. No one can doubt that.
    But as far as religion goes, no one is right.
    There are far too many of them all saying
    different things and all of them claiming to be correct.
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    20 Dec '12 01:25
    Originally posted by johnnylongwoody

    I would like to believe you,
    But I was always taught to look at the bigger picture.
    Examine things objectively and forensically.
    The truth is there, sometimes it can be hard to find.
    But I believe that you must have irrefutable evidence
    for every and any claim that one makes.
    Evidence which cannot be overturned.
    Without that concrete irref ...[text shortened]... e are far too many of them all saying
    different things and all of them claiming to be correct.
    Thanks for your reply. In the morning, I'll send a few things to you by personal message.
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    20 Dec '12 21:231 edit
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    [b]Oncology Ward, Room #101 (window side)

    It's the dead of winter. All the airports are frozen. They blew out the last candle three days ago when your roommate,

    Joe Doe, JR, former athlete, disappeared in the wee hours without a fight. Care to share your own deathbed thoughts.
    -[/b]
    I suspect that you’re not looking for a philosophical/religious discussion/debate here. The last time that I truly thought that death was imminent (a handful of moments left), I brought my dear wife’s face into my mind and focused solely on that—all the surrounding stuff faded away. I held that image as the last thing that I wanted in my mind as I died. I became thoroughly calm, even serene.

    If someone wants a philosophical background on that, I suggest Epictetus (or Marcus Aurelius). If this is an evangelical bait-and-switch (which I would not expect from you, but have been subject to before), then—I suggest Epictetus or Marcus Aurelius (or Seneca, perhaps).
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    20 Dec '12 22:02
    Originally posted by vistesd
    I suspect that you’re not looking for a philosophical/religious discussion/debate here. The last time that I truly thought that death was imminent (a handful of moments left), I brought my dear wife’s face into my mind and focused solely on that—all the surrounding stuff faded away. I held that image as the last thing that I wanted in my mind as I died. I ...[text shortened]... have been subject to before), then—I suggest Epictetus or Marcus Aurelius (or Seneca, perhaps).
    I still to this day remember my fathers last words, he said



    "Oh f****k a train.
  14. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    21 Dec '12 01:32
    Originally posted by vistesd
    I suspect that you’re not looking for a philosophical/religious discussion/debate here. The last time that I truly thought that death was imminent (a handful of moments left), I brought my dear wife’s face into my mind and focused solely on that—all the surrounding stuff faded away. I held that image as the last thing that I wanted in my mind as I died. I ...[text shortened]... have been subject to before), then—I suggest Epictetus or Marcus Aurelius (or Seneca, perhaps).
    Neither a "philosophical/religious discussion/debate" nor "... an evangelical bait-and-switch" are in view. Simply, what would your deathbed thoughts be...
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    21 Dec '12 13:28
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    Neither a "philosophical/religious discussion/debate" nor "... an evangelical bait-and-switch" are in view. Simply, what would your deathbed thoughts be...
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    So why in the name of reason could you not post an op that said (simply)

    "What would your death bed thoughts be?"

    Followed perhaps by what your thoughts might be.


    That would be a clear, easy to understand, impossible to misinterpret, OP.

    It's really not that hard to say clearly, simply, and unambiguously what you mean.

    Why don't you?
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