Gospel
I knew I would die in four months. This time the doctor allocated to me, 'might be a slight delay, he said benevolence, but from certain death. " Well all die at some stage. Maybe the woman sitting next to me on the bench in the garden and so sorry for me, maybe she will get off the bench Utiders death. Who knows? Even our neighbor, healthy young man did not know yesterday, the day he dies in an accident. We all die. Some people around me can even die before. The difference between me and all those people around me is they do not know when to die so they can ignore it. I know. The question of how to treat this information? My first reaction was depression. I wanted to live for many years I wanted to ignore like everyone else. I thought like everyone else, 'It does not happen, anyway too early to think about it. " Well now the right time to think about it. I said goodbye to the woman sitting on the bench and still watched the mercy of unconscious fate, and went. Compressed air seems suddenly Achgi jelly. I swam hard, hard surface roads home. I sat at the computer by the keyboard and think what to do. What I want to fulfill the rest of my life. Interestingly, this question was not until I did not know when to end my life even though I had to ask her long ago. The first answer that came into my mind was - I enjoy as I can, immediately, as was associated with an iron chain to the previous question next question arose - what makes me the most considerable pleasure. My memory of our trip was in South America. Most enjoyable trip that included the majestic mountain climb I promised myself one day. Well maybe this day has arrived. I put pictures from that trip. Why not? This could be a nice ending short life.
The world's most beautiful mountain
I no longer have to leave money in the bank - 'rainy day'. For a rainy day has arrived. I spared no expense, what I need is time, not money. My intense activity to get me in four days at the foot of the mountain, my common fate, but knowing that I'm dying all the time hovered above me and now here is standing at the foot of the mountain, she dove on me. As I was admiring the beauty of the wild, attacked me in shock news hit me like the bird of prey submarine from on high on a worm crawling on the ground munching happily unconscious fate was to carry it hard source sky choking grip. I sat on the ground trying to get over the shock. The idea of climbing the mountain no longer seems such a good idea. Ironically port activity for the trip was more satisfying trip itself. Maybe I should do my Satschiah activity stalker future. Perhaps better, pass the time 'and not' take it '. Forget not to experience. I've shared the bag and followed the guide. As we up the mountain so that we find before us a spectacular view. Effort to climb up the mountain was big, heavy backpack's straps cut into my flesh like a butcher knife in the joint the chicken legs to the lady buyer will make them soup. After an hour of climbing, the guide noticed a man sweating Msatarach back I was in this case, and announced the termination of rest. With a sigh I sat on the ground, do not bother to download the backpack off my back. This vantage point I saw a breathtaking view of green valley. Small blue lake sparkled in the sun like a jewel on the body of a beautiful girl. But instead of the scenery to distract me is emphasized more what I'll lose when the day comes - and he said not far. Everyone knows they will die so why are not afraid? Why I was not scared until this idiot doctor told me with a hint of malicious joy, my death is near. Should not the number. The only way to overcome the terrible fear of death is ignored. This is what everybody does. That's what I did until now. If all I want is to distract me, I'd rather go back to work. I got up and started to fall back. A year later, having forgotten the whole thing from Libby, came the letter from the doctor in which he expresses his regret exchanged between my lab results with the results of another. I threw it away and continued to work.
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