A young high school football star, killed in a tragic car accident.
It really makes you think...
A bright young honors student, dead at 17.
It really makes you think...
A loving family man, shot in the street for no reason.
It really makes you think...
No, it doesn't.
What people are really saying when they say that is that "I'm not used to thinking, it makes me stop smiling". Thinking about the consequences of our actions, the realities of life and death, and the bitterness of the inevitable end are hard things. I walk around with a smile, just like anyone else, most of the time. I rarely contemplate these things unless I'm sitting alone in my room. But some days... some days, I do think about it all. And I don't smile. But neither do I frown. I am merely neutral. and if someone asks what I am thinking, and I answer honestly, they think I'm morbid, or gothy, or a real "misery chick". While they believe that I'm fascinated with death, I am merely contemplating the brevity of life and what it is that I can do to make the final curtain less dark and grim. I'm a realist, but also, optimistic that the future is not just a fade to black.
Doktor D. Jennifer Phox,
Misery Chick
(the dreadful hours, my first thought to your latest offering was "It really made me think..." a phrase that I have grown weary of in the past few days. So, thanks for reminding me to think.)
Quote from: Doktor D. Jennifer Phox on November 01, 2012, 05:46:04 PM
What people are really saying when they say that is that "I'm not used to thinking, it makes me stop smiling".
DING DING DING
Quote from: Doktor D. Jennifer Phox on November 01, 2012, 05:46:04 PM
A young high school football star, killed in a tragic car accident.
It really makes you think...
A bright young honors student, dead at 17.
It really makes you think...
A loving family man, shot in the street for no reason.
It really makes you think...
No, it doesn't.
What people are really saying when they say that is that "I'm not used to thinking, it makes me stop smiling". Thinking about the consequences of our actions, the realities of life and death, and the bitterness of the inevitable end are hard things. I walk around with a smile, just like anyone else, most of the time. I rarely contemplate these things unless I'm sitting alone in my room. But some days... some days, I do think about it all. And I don't smile. But neither do I frown. I am merely neutral. and if someone asks what I am thinking, and I answer honestly, they think I'm morbid, or gothy, or a real "misery chick". While they believe that I'm fascinated with death, I am merely contemplating the brevity of life and what it is that I can do to make the final curtain less dark and grim. I'm a realist, but also, optimistic that the future is not just a fade to black.
Doktor D. Jennifer Phox,
Misery Chick
(the dreadful hours, my first thought to your latest offering was "It really made me think..." a phrase that I have grown weary of in the past few days. So, thanks for reminding me to think.)
Sounds like you're doing better...I think?
iron in your words, Phox. thanks
The Memento Mori is out of style these days, unfortunately.
You Only Live Once!!
..But You Certainly Don't Die!! :banana:
Quote from: ZL 'Kai' Burington, M.S. on November 01, 2012, 07:30:46 PM
Quote from: Doktor D. Jennifer Phox on November 01, 2012, 05:46:04 PM
A young high school football star, killed in a tragic car accident.
It really makes you think...
A bright young honors student, dead at 17.
It really makes you think...
A loving family man, shot in the street for no reason.
It really makes you think...
No, it doesn't.
What people are really saying when they say that is that "I'm not used to thinking, it makes me stop smiling". Thinking about the consequences of our actions, the realities of life and death, and the bitterness of the inevitable end are hard things. I walk around with a smile, just like anyone else, most of the time. I rarely contemplate these things unless I'm sitting alone in my room. But some days... some days, I do think about it all. And I don't smile. But neither do I frown. I am merely neutral. and if someone asks what I am thinking, and I answer honestly, they think I'm morbid, or gothy, or a real "misery chick". While they believe that I'm fascinated with death, I am merely contemplating the brevity of life and what it is that I can do to make the final curtain less dark and grim. I'm a realist, but also, optimistic that the future is not just a fade to black.
Doktor D. Jennifer Phox,
Misery Chick
(the dreadful hours, my first thought to your latest offering was "It really made me think..." a phrase that I have grown weary of in the past few days. So, thanks for reminding me to think.)
Sounds like you're doing better...I think?
Yes, better. :)
Quote from: Elder Iptuous on November 01, 2012, 08:53:52 PM
iron in your words, Phox. thanks
The Memento Mori is out of style these days, unfortunately.
Glad you liked it. :)
And yeah, you are absolutely right. But.. it's not like it ever was IN style, as much as more people embraced it at least for brief moments. Now, it seems, that we are all smiling. Just for the sake of a smile. There is no joy in Mudville, just empty, meaningless smiles.
Cheer up! :lulz:
I'm honoured! :lulz:
:thanks: