Your death day

this is about another stupid mundane movie, isn't it. didn't know there was one about this when i first replied to this thread.
mostly i had wondered what the 'h' the title was about.

 

Yeah... the shitty thing is (pun intended); when you get it, even at our age, its rarely a luxury but almost always a neccesity

 

the lack of bidets is quite possibly my number one complaint about america.

 

I keep reading Death Ray, not Death Day

 

Das faaaaatherland
Is where Iiii want to make
My finaaaaaaal staaaand
I don't care if I'm in a box
Or not when they
Lay me dooooown
Just
Bury me in Deutsche ground!

 

^
The force is strong in this one

 

It's weird how the thought of my death doesn't bother me that bad anymore. I don't look forward to dying but generally speaking I don't dread it either. I'm more afraid of living in constant pain, or of being out of my mind and living in some ghastly world of my own making. I remember when my grandmother turned 95; she told me she didn't want to live to 100. Her mind was still good but physically she had started breaking down and was in pain a lot. I'm starting to understand her point of view.

 

My granddad who was a godfearing christian with the traditional conviction God knows best and you don't end your own life or even wish for it also complained in the end about the fact he just wouldn't die. He became 101 in good mental health. I heard him wondering around age 99 or so when his physical health began to suck more and more: why doesn't He come and take me? Pretty sad... Not much could please him in the end except the idea of death/the afterlife. Don't think he ever considered euthanasia seriously

 

I hope death is a sweet, sweet dream. It'll be nice to get off work. No more responsibilities...sometimes it doesn't seem too bad.

 

Hiking or wandering through a desert would be a good way for me to die.

 

Like... from exposure and/or dehydration?
Kinda awful.

 

Heat exhaustion.

I guess i'm thinking more the setting. Outdoors, nature, doing something i like.

 

I would take dying of exposure over some sort of violent modern death any day. Like car crashes, getting shot, death by elevator, crushed by a machine, that sort of thing..that's not for me. Freeze me on top of a mountain with a beautiful view and i'm golden. Just keep the mountain lions away from me. Being eaten alive would be awful.

 

I just hope I go in my sleep, because if I'm awake I'm gonna freak out. I mean, if it's a natural death and all. Otherwise I'm sure I won't believe it 'til I'm dead.

 

Me too, except in the cold. I can handle cold well, then I'd get hypothermia-warm and go to sleep. It's what I will do if I am ever told I have a certain amount of time, or whatever.

 

When I die......
Its time celebrate
All love, escape the hella hate
First thing I'mma do is start rockin
In the casket .. Pop lockin'
Dirt, dust.. Chippin away the rust
With these freaky moves that I bust
I'mma pop out, rock out with my cock out
Monster mash all across the grass
Spendangle... All across the tombstones
Time to wake up them pile of bones
Foot float right out the grave yard
In the streets crab walkin' way hard
Cars stop, what the fuck is goin' on?
Dead bodies, dancin' on the lawn
Do the sprinkler, do the superman
Get stupid that's the plan

 

I relate this video to mortality.

 

Brian Cox is cute.

And I like the way he explains things.

 

He used to be in a techno group in the 90's as well, so he legitimizes that whole thing to me in a way too.