Elektro Demon
Banned
I never thought about it back in my youth days.
I just want a few of mah whores at my funeral and all is good.
I just want a few of mah whores at my funeral and all is good.
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Do you remember the moment you discovered life is finite?
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Madflavor
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I'm 32 and recently started buzzing my hair very short, cause my thinning receding hair reached the point where it was looking bad. My wife loves my new look and my friends do too, but using that buzzer was the moment where it really sank in that I wasn't a kid anymore.
I find that people in their 20s still view themselves as kids. Obviously not literally, but more like young at heart. Once you hit 30 though, that's when you gotta accept reality that you're a full blown grown ass adult, and you're just aging from here on out. You're not "old" but you're definitely not young anymore, and that's a sobering time when you accept it.
It's a weird feeling knowing in 8 years I'm gonna be 40, the halfway point of my life.
I find that people in their 20s still view themselves as kids. Obviously not literally, but more like young at heart. Once you hit 30 though, that's when you gotta accept reality that you're a full blown grown ass adult, and you're just aging from here on out. You're not "old" but you're definitely not young anymore, and that's a sobering time when you accept it.
It's a weird feeling knowing in 8 years I'm gonna be 40, the halfway point of my life.
pauljeremiah
Gold Member
When I was about 4 or 5, yet I don't remember the moment that triggered it, maybe because I went to a catholic school that that day we learnt about heaven or something along those lines. It's something that hung over me for years, what happens next? Is there an afterlife? What if I was born into the wrong religion? But then in my twenties, I finally accepted death as a fact of life.
I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear. I hope to be spared as much pain as possible on the approach path. I was perfectly content before I was born, and I think of death as the same state. What I am grateful for is the gift of intelligence, and for life, love, wonder, and laughter. You can't say it wasn't interesting. My lifetime's memories are what I have brought home from the trip. I will require them for eternity no more than that little souvenir of the Eiffel Tower I brought home from Paris.
I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear. I hope to be spared as much pain as possible on the approach path. I was perfectly content before I was born, and I think of death as the same state. What I am grateful for is the gift of intelligence, and for life, love, wonder, and laughter. You can't say it wasn't interesting. My lifetime's memories are what I have brought home from the trip. I will require them for eternity no more than that little souvenir of the Eiffel Tower I brought home from Paris.
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SLoWMoTIoN
Unconfirmed Member
Yes. I was 4 or so.
GodofWhimsy
Member
I was young and my grandmother used to let me watch whatever I pleased. So, on this particular night I decided on a horror flick. Love 'em now, couldn't stomach 'em as a kid. So, yeah that was the wrong decision that night. My family were extremely religious, so much so that it was ridiculous to them to even fathom another alternative to Christianity (Catholicism to be specific).
The rest of the night was spent pondering in my bed about how hell was essentially the worst place you could imagine, in which your worst fears would materialise right in front of you. At this particular moment, the movie that I had just consumed was my worst fear (funny I can't even recall what it was now). I prayed for the rest of the night just to earn brownie points with god. I didn't want to go to this place and in my infant mind this was a very possible outcome.
So yeah, that was the first time I really pondered death. I was around 9. It was also the first time I pondered how the church used fear to manipulate people.
The rest of the night was spent pondering in my bed about how hell was essentially the worst place you could imagine, in which your worst fears would materialise right in front of you. At this particular moment, the movie that I had just consumed was my worst fear (funny I can't even recall what it was now). I prayed for the rest of the night just to earn brownie points with god. I didn't want to go to this place and in my infant mind this was a very possible outcome.
So yeah, that was the first time I really pondered death. I was around 9. It was also the first time I pondered how the church used fear to manipulate people.
MetalAlien
Banned
The day I was born the first sounds I made when the doctor held me up was "This shit better not last long!"