yesterday before realizing that I could die at any moment.
not having any illness or that I do not feel well. They are healthy and in good shape, I just realized that I will have to 'die and that could happen at any time, whether now or in 5 minutes. Thus, 'the dense breast that is not' pain intermuscular, but a heart attack, or a respiratory attack that is not 'just allergic asthma, or a cataclysm, a flood, an earthquake that devastates Geneva e il mio palazzo che collassa, un ordigno nucleare artigianale iraniano che .. ooops, ecc.
not having any illness or that I do not feel well. They are healthy and in good shape, I just realized that I will have to 'die and that could happen at any time, whether now or in 5 minutes. Thus, 'the dense breast that is not' pain intermuscular, but a heart attack, or a respiratory attack that is not 'just allergic asthma, or a cataclysm, a flood, an earthquake that devastates Geneva e il mio palazzo che collassa, un ordigno nucleare artigianale iraniano che .. ooops, ecc.
Insomma la morte.
E uno che fa in previsione di dover morire? Oltre ad immaginare il proprio corpo che si decompone in una bara e la bara che si decompone a sua volta e di tornare al "dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind" che ha ispirato questo post. (Ma se la bara e' verniciata con vernice acrilica, e' environment friendly?)
La cosa che mi da' un poco di sollievo e' pensare che sono morte milioni di altre persone prima di me e che quindi lo posso fare anch' io. Stessa cosa se penso a partorire un bambino (cosa che mi sa ancora piu' di un episodio di alien, piuttosto that a happy event). Yet death and 'charming. What 's next? I hate people who say "nothing-there 's nothing after, ah-ah." It uses fantasy ecchecazz. Invent something, which are much better than the 12 virgins, gardens with waterfalls and a paradise on the bubble.
I do not believe in life after death, but we hope so, otherwise everything would be a video game, but without being able to start after gameover. It's not 'want a' another chance, 'cause I think I used every minute of my last years living with all my strength, because the fear of not having enough time to do everything to correct mistakes and to try and build. Have fun. As the 'actress now old and sick, who's bed death whispers "I had so much fun."
OK, this post sucks. Use it as my obituary when I die suddenly. 'Oh well' and 'dead but at least if and' enjoyed a lot, "who are so 'happy with my life now, that almost seems too much to ask to live again, the abuse of a fortune and that' happened to me, but only by accident.
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