The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time. ~Mark Twain
It is true, I do have a terminal illness. The doctors can’t tell me how much longer I have, it could be minutes, it could be days, months or even years. It seems sometime in the early morning hours of September 19, 1966 as I took my first breath I contracted a terminal illness called life. I am sorry to report but there currently is no cure, it is 100% fatal. It is highly contagious, and from what I understand everyone has it, we are all carriers.
If you’re not quite certain that you suffer from this incurable disease just ask yourself if you have any of the following symptoms:
- You are currently breathing
If you are currently breathing that is a good sign, you definitely have the main symptom of life. No need to go see a doctor, don’t waste your money, you are definitely dying. The amazing thing, between Avian Flu, Al Qaeda, and lead coated Barbie dolls from china this disease isn’t discussed much on the news. I have not yet seen an in depth report by Dr. Sanjay Gupta on CNN. I’m beginning to think that this is a huge government cover up, which doesn’t make sense, because fear is how the government gets us to vote, and the media turns your viewing eyes into advertising dollars.
Maybe it’s because we shouldn’t fear this simple little fact that we are all dying, but instead fear how we are living our lives in the meantime. Sorry if I am coming off as a bit macabre, it is not my intention to disarm anyone, but to inspire myself to get off of my butt and enjoy what precious little time I get on this planet. That is not to say that I am not excited about what awaits me on that next journey that we have labeled death, but apparently this little adventure we call life is so important that some higher power found it necessary that we experience it, and experience it I must.
I don’t know where this will all lead, but something tells me that through all this growth and change that I am experiencing it is going to lead to some truly interesting places. It already has thus far, but this is only the beginning, I haven’t hit the big hills or loops on this roller coaster ride just yet, however I sense that they are right around the corner.
I hope no one thinks I am making light of cancer and other illnesses, but the message I keep getting from those who are experiencing such things is that “we know how to die, we just don’t know how to live.”
Time to learn…






