Would you rather die alone in the presence of another?
Would you rather die alone in the presence of another?
That's my poop stirrin' stick- Don't touch it! You don't know which end is the handle..
What's the alternative to alone? Context is pretty important here.Originally Posted by Dr. Ahcir
If alone means by myself in a beautiful meadow with singing birds and a full on double rainbow above me, and with company means being buried alive in a mass grave with the gruesome bloated corpses and screaming, bleeding soon-to-be-corpses of other people then I'll go with alone.
"I don't have psychological problems." --Madrigal
"When you write about shooting Polemarch in the head, that's more like a first-person view, like you're there looking down the sight of the gun." --Utisz
David Wong, regarding Chicago
Six centuries ago, the pre-Colombian natives who settled here named this region with a word which in their language means "the Mouth of Shadow". Later, the Iroquois who showed up and inexplicably slaughtered every man, woman and child renamed it "Seriously, Fuck that Place". When French explorer Jacques Marquette passed through the area he marked his map with a drawing of a brownish blob emerging from between the Devil's buttocks.
I won't remember my death so, ultimately, it won't matter whether I'm alone or not.
I assume I'll die alone.
AHA! You didn't remember your visit to the dentist either so it doesn't matter why you awoke with your pants unzipped.
That's my poop stirrin' stick- Don't touch it! You don't know which end is the handle..
Death is rarely ever a pretty thing
Why force another human to witness it?
Creativity is the residue of time wasted. ~ Albert Einstein
Aye. When my dad died a few weeks ago, it was disturbing. He looked dead when he was still alive and, oddly, even deader when dead.
That's my poop stirrin' stick- Don't touch it! You don't know which end is the handle..
Yeah letting others see you croak and shit yourself is pretty much the ultimate vulnerability. I'd like to crawl under the porch and snuff it by myself but probably won't be able to get away with it assuming I do not succeed in my aspirations to die alone and penniless in the gutter.
That's the plan, yeah.
Then why did he put the Devil in me?
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