"When you asked the question "Do you have an ideal way to die?" It made me think of a kid that had lukemia that I heard Rollins talk about. All the kid wanted was to die with his eyes open. And I am all for it. When I die I will die with my eyes open. I won't go out any other way.
But if I was in a place where I could fabricate my own death, it would be the most emotionally painful, gut wrenching, heart breaking, dramatic experience anyone could ever witness.
Then my funeral would be held on a drizzly mid fall afternoon, with a five piece orchestra, plus an organ. I want to be burried in a clear plexiglass coffin, dressed in a brown with pink pinstripe suit, wingtips, and matching fedora laying on my chest. Underneath me and all around me in the coffin are dead, dried roses, black, white, and red. The only people I want to be there are my closest friends and family. No priest, no speeches, nothing. Just the beauty of death and the haunting music."
I just posted the above in Katie's journal. I didn't realize how much I think about things like death untill now. I have had that basic plan for quite sometime now, and it does not depress me at all.
In fact I only wish that my life could end in such a way. And if it ended tomorrow, I could safely say that I have no regrets. And I would be ok with dying tomorrow.
There is so much I want to do, and accomplish. And I totaly love life. My motto is "No Boundries, No Regrets." I have lived up to that for the past 3 years, and I will continue to live so. But if it all came down, I would be happy.
I can't help but smile.
Almost crying tears of happiness.
I love.
(Thank you Katie for provoking my thoughts)
But if I was in a place where I could fabricate my own death, it would be the most emotionally painful, gut wrenching, heart breaking, dramatic experience anyone could ever witness.
Then my funeral would be held on a drizzly mid fall afternoon, with a five piece orchestra, plus an organ. I want to be burried in a clear plexiglass coffin, dressed in a brown with pink pinstripe suit, wingtips, and matching fedora laying on my chest. Underneath me and all around me in the coffin are dead, dried roses, black, white, and red. The only people I want to be there are my closest friends and family. No priest, no speeches, nothing. Just the beauty of death and the haunting music."
I just posted the above in Katie's journal. I didn't realize how much I think about things like death untill now. I have had that basic plan for quite sometime now, and it does not depress me at all.
In fact I only wish that my life could end in such a way. And if it ended tomorrow, I could safely say that I have no regrets. And I would be ok with dying tomorrow.
There is so much I want to do, and accomplish. And I totaly love life. My motto is "No Boundries, No Regrets." I have lived up to that for the past 3 years, and I will continue to live so. But if it all came down, I would be happy.
I can't help but smile.
Almost crying tears of happiness.
I love.
(Thank you Katie for provoking my thoughts)