cautionary tale : i'm one of those people who "lived like i was dyin'"....
tho, i never jumped out of an airplane ( not yet)...and the only rapids i've shot are teeny tiny ones ((and, i've never had the wish to climb the highest mountain (look...if i can't breathe normally...forget it))and...swim...with SHARKS...!)
but...sometimes that can bite you in the posterior in ways you never know....
i put off visitng my mom for years...not 'cause we didn't get along: far from it...'cause i was too busy running around, trying new things: i kept her fully informed: but, the day she died...it'd been ten years since i'd seen her....ten years
don't do that (sorry) stuff, people...trust me
when i got he call, she was already gone
nowadays, with a wife i love and four great kids...my risks are smaller...'cause, like chris, i don't know what's on the other side: but i damn well know what is here.
i'll take my risks on a roller coaster that is bigger/faster/taller WITH my kids at my side (the sky jumping can wait until they graduate from HS...just in case my ticker untocks, or something)..or maybe...the salmon mousse..instead of the well done steak ! now THAT is daring !!
i talked once of a bit o' pop philosophy i gleaned as a young tyke from...ahem...battle for the planet of the apes
...and in it , to greatly paraphrase, the speaker mused that life is like a great big highway...it doesn't matter which road you take, as long as you get to the same place...
and i can't help but do my best Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy and remind each and every one of us that in all the galaxies and all the stars..there is still only one, unique each of you...don't destroy the one named "(put your name here, sucka !)"
all in all..if the constant turf battles in iraq could teach us anything, it's that none of really have the answer (each and every one of them surely thinks they do): except, of course, for the one right before your eyes.
believe in what you see: not what others tell you to
believe in what you know: if you're unsure of what you know...get off your lazy butt and seek more answers/better definitions. you're only held back by your own self-built box: think and live outside it.
don't try to tell others how to live, what to believe: let them figure it out on their own. give them the proper tools, and the right amount (and the right kind) of support , and they will make the right decisions: i've got 2 in college, and each are far better people than i could have every hoped and prayed for.
as for what may be 'on the other side' or..beyond this place: i can honestly say i do knot have the foggiest notion: nor, do i really dwell on it: the here and now is far too interesting for me to worry about it (other than...i don't have any wish to find out anytime soon !)
i actually often think people who dwell on it too much must really be bored with their lives (no offense...think about it...)..that, or really worried they may leave too soon...(hey..in heaven...can i come back, like in 'ghost whisperer' and tell 'em i didn't mean to leave...i didn't mean it when i took the last oreo, even thought i knew they really wanted it ?!?)
back in sept, i spent almost a week trying to get my 2 yr old neice to think i WAS NOT the boogie man...i was, largely, unsuccesful...for that reason alone...i can't be going anywhere until she realizes her uncle is one cool, if slightly balding, dude !
chicks..get your mammograms and other things checked on...guys...turn and cough and like it: it may save yer stinkin' hide.
go to the DR if it really does not clear up after a few days : i knew a 19/20 yr old kid: he did NOT get the problem checked out...he never made 21...
and...for jiminy sake...go back and re-listen to McCartney II - it is one darned fine spiffy little record...
everybody bogey...dig that bogey beat...man, that bogey rhythm...smells so clean 'n sweet
everybody bogey...bogey onto the streets...without bogey music...life is incomplete