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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (55290)	8/27/2000 9:06:38 PM
From: epicure	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Nope I like: Do not go gentle into that good night and Spring and Fall to a young Child Márgarét, áre you gríeving/Over Goldengrove unleaving? / Leáves like the things of man, you / With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? / Ah! ás the heart grows older / It will come to such sights colder / By and by, nor spare a sigh / Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; / And yet you will weep and know why. / Now no matter, child, the name: / Sórrow´s spríngs áre the same. / Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed / What heart heard of, ghost guessed: / It ís the blight man was born for, / It is Margaret you mourn for. / And the Death of the Ball Turret Gunner For me there is no hope of anything eternal, waking or sleeping, for the part of me that is me. What I am may remain- in time- like a newsreel- but at the end it will be over. Transmutation has little appeal since I like what I am now. Death cannot die or be conquered since it is part of life- like illness, and birth, and pain- things you go through even though you might not want to. And THAT's the thing. When I was in the middle of HAVING my babies- I would have given anything to STOP. for a few minutes there is only pain. It doesn't last long- but I remember it. And I remember thinking STOP, NOW, I don't WANT this. Death is like that for me. Maybe you think you will wake eternally. If it gives you happiness, party on with that thought. What death means to me, a partial list