Re: A thought about life ...
snakebike wrote:
Scopedope wrote:
Not sure who originally said this, but it keeps making the rounds - I'm sure many have seen it, but thought I'd stick it out here anyway
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways -- Chardonnay in one hand - Chocolate in the other, body thouroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "Woo Hoo! What a ride!"
It;s a myth spread by those who spend most evening rehashing the same old stories about what a great time they had last weekend and last year and 5 years prior with the same bunch of unhealthy, overweight, alcoholics when in reality this is where they have been for way too long and spend there mornings, nursing hangovers, painful bowel movements, lathargy, poor energy up until around 6 when they are woohooing with a glass of chardonay and chocolate for dinner because they did not think they had time to make a meal afraid they would miss happy hour. They struggle through their working days as years pass the body looses all attractiveness and is pickled rather then youthfully preserved, It looks twenty years older then it is, and the chardonnay is now poured from cheap carboard boxes the bowel movements are more painful and more time is spent at the local GP with an insurmountable list of ailments. The job is something you still complain about but haven't been to in years. The dress or the dapper suit that you have an image of you in with a white smile, wine glass in one hand, white chocolate in other is moldy, well back in the closet and you haven't been able to fit in for years.The teeth that you still have are yellow, your wine glass has become a dirty old cup, that you grabbed from the pile of other dirty dishes that have been sitting around on the counter since you sister was over three months ago and cleaned the joint up. Now you are on the skidding part and no longer make it any further then the local bottle shop and when you do see your old mates those that are still alive, and not in institutions you start talking about the good old days like they were yesterday, until it ends in some yelling match and you throw them out for drinking too much of your cheap booze............wooooohooooooo.... I'll pass
the thing everyone forgets that skidding part last many years and by the time you get to the cliff your shoes are worn pretty thin.
Wunnerful, wunnerful!!
As a now fairly healthy but once very active alcoholic and drug addict who was lucky enough to somehow make it thru into his 70's (maybe because I stopped doing all those "fun" things in my forties?), I'm glad that somebody here has the sense (and the guts) to tell it like it is! Because in the long run, life is really nothing at all like a T-shirt saying!
If one does manage to live long enough it soon dawns that something else (perhaps something spiritual?) needs to be found in order to live a happy, contented, at-peace-with-oneself life! -Because conspicuous consumption and wild raging partying will eventually just not do it anymore! -In fact they become quite boring, and also as stated above, almost always quite disabling too!
The fierce partying life style does not send one out in a "blaze of glory"! Almost everything one has gets either sold or lost; cars, bikes, scooters, careers, homes, family..! Either one lives long enough to limp crippled, insane, friendless and minus family thru the later years of life, or else one mercifully dies earlier of an alcohol and/or drug overdose while sitting on the toilet! (Or puking into it...)
I'm completely overjoyed to be where I am in life now.! (Well, most times, anyway...)
I love and throughly enjoy living my life now, and I wouldn't go back into the raging street life and partying battle scene again for anything!
And I like my scooters, and do not intend to "slide" them into anything, -not if I can help it!! 8)
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