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Do any of you believe their is a day your destined to die on? The reason I ask is I've known of 2 examples where people who died tragically it seemed their fate was written in the stars.A wiser man than me said theirs a time to live an a time to die, you don't know when that day is so why worry. Believing that the day you die is already set in stone. What do you think?
A friend recently asked me if I thought I maybe going through a mid life crises.
I said 'I hope so,because that would mean I will live till Im a hundred an eight.
Don't believe in that stuff my friend, when your times up your times up,! nothing is written only onQuote:
Originally Posted by Tyke72
your grave stone.;D
Very true Dia.you never know when your number is up,just enjoy every day.
Shit shit bad pain's in the chest, thank fuck heart burn.;DQuote:
Originally Posted by roberto duran legend
Gods been waiting till you hit 3000 posts ;D
I'm a good boy I got 30 million posts to GO.;DQuote:
Originally Posted by Andre
Hope im around for at least another 40 odd years . surrounded by family who want
to have my house , and so called friends who want the rest.well you can go and get
fucked the lot of you im leaving it all to the cats,;)
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Originally Posted by roberto duran legend
I will die June 6th 2061 at 3.45pm at the age of 90 having my last wank. :cool:
It's going to drop off long before then,;D I tell you to much bashing the bishop is bad for you.:vd: ;DQuote:
Originally Posted by Master
Right arm is built like Popeye.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bandoIt's going to drop off long before then,;D I tell you to much bashing the bishop is bad for you.:vd: ;DQuote:
Originally Posted by Master
90 years of age down you go, cock in hand.;DQuote:
Originally Posted by MasterRight arm is built like Popeye.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bandoIt's going to drop off long before then,;D I tell you to much bashing the bishop is bad for you.:vd: ;DQuote:
Originally Posted by Master
I think I was on the point of dying a few weeks ago, but I overcame it with a tremendous burst of furious and angry energy. I suddeny got very dizzy and kind of lost control of my brain and thus all the energy in my body and these strange spasms of the brain and body kept washing over me. It was really unpleasant and like nothing I have ever felt and I have been hit with cricket balls and all sorts. I recovered and became very angry with myself thinking 'This is how it ends? This feeble, final emission of energy and just a body to be discovered?' I just wasn't having it and after 15 minutes in a cold shower remembering how to breath without this horrid shutting down of brain, I decided the only way to free myself of this malaise was to drive my car. There is no better way to forget that you are breathing than to be driving a car. I ended up in some place that seemed to be rather nowhere. A huge parking complex, but with no buildings around nor even any cars for that matter. I sat there looking out of my window for a good while before deciding that my dying moments had passed. I was dizzy for a few days after on and off and then on feeling my head randomly found I had a big bump. I assumed that I was dying again and that was it, but also kept looking at my rowing machine with curiosity. Had I perhaps fallen over it in the dark and knocked myself out? The lump vanished a few days later, so I have come to the conclusion that perhaps I had overestimated the chances of that being my final day. Not only had I actually survived it, but I had quite probably rationalised having rather heavy brain clouds. I have since moved my rowing machine out of the way of me and my journey to the bathroom.
Mild humour aside, I don't think I am cut out for a super long life, but I really don't mind that, to be dead at 33 would be a bit lame though (though to any 16 year old 33 is equally true). I think to live into ones 80's and 90's looks unpleasant too though and especially if you have lived a bit hard. I've planned it out quite carefully and intend to retire quite early. 2045 would be a good time to go and August 17th being an ideal day. Summer is too hot, and any array of ways to go unless the body does it first. Either way, not for a good while yet.
Some are rightly destined to die on a particular day.
If I tell you tomorrow I am going to Paris as I have figured out how to jump off the top of the Eiffel Tower without the inconvenience of anything like a parachute, then rightly I am destined to die on March 8th 2013...
Then again your over sized underwear from being such a dick ;D would get caught on the very top of the tower and leave you suspended thrashing around and they would have to come and pluck you off with a helicopter and world news which would be so embarrassing you'd have kill yourself the next day which would be march the 9th.:p
You may well be right, as I am still here. I will give you an update tommorow, as it is a bit nippy hanging around up here...Quote:
Originally Posted by Andre
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Originally Posted by Britkid
Franz Reichelt (1879–1912), a tailor, fell to his death off the first deck of the Eiffel Tower while testing his invention, the coat parachute. It was his first ever attempt with the parachute and he had told the authorities in advance that he would test it first with a dummy.
He did ;D.Quote:
Originally Posted by hardcore_crashQuote:
Originally Posted by Britkid
Franz Reichelt (1879–1912), a tailor, fell to his death off the first deck of the Eiffel Tower while testing his invention, the coat parachute. It was his first ever attempt with the parachute and he had told the authorities in advance that he would test it first with a dummy.
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Originally Posted by Gandalf
The first rule of fight club, you don't talk about fight club.
Haha! Fight club! ;D
My wife checked my head after telling her the same story and she says the skulls feels strange there and parted my hair and definitely traces of bruising. My theory is likely correct and that is good as one always wants to rationalise these things.
Very interesting I would say it's a scar from your lobotomy.:la: ;D
For sure it was an alien abduction with implants, A Brock style tinfoil hat will grow out of that bump in a month or so.
Given the title...I just had to ;D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QwgnDn8ez9g
I don't believe we are destined to die on a certain day...but we may certainly choose one as we wish. Physically death is obvious but mentally and in the soul some may have passed without even knowing it