Monday, 23 February 2009

Death Wish?

I have decided to move this post to my other blog, Rosehip or Prune? I felt that the things I was saying in it were too upsetting for the young and the normal who read this blog. Most people cannot bear to think about death, theirs or their loved ones', and I forgot that. I also wanted to develop my thoughts further and would have felt constrained here, so mosey on over to Rosehip if you aren't scared to peer inside my brain, otherwise here is a lovely picture instead...

5 comments:

Coffeecup said...

We do seem too preoccupied with worrying about/avoiding the inevitable. Trying as hard as we can to live as long as we can. Safe, bored, unadventurous, and at the mercy of medicine.

If people didn't take risks then we wouldn't have progressed this far. The odd salmon in a hundred that sticks out it's neck and checks out the danger does so for the common good. The person that goes into space for example, embraces death as a likely possibility, and the population applauds. If they die, they are immortalised in the common conscience. The person in a coma, or crippled with pain however, is required to carry on, live long, and is denied the quick euthanasia that could end the suffering. Some consitency, discussion, and acceptance, is overdue.

I hope that you're not feeling too down dear Puddock? To not be afraid must be liberating. Perhaps the prospect of a spot of snowboarding isn't quite as outlandish as you think. Rather than patiently waiting for the inevitable, (I am guilty) maybe it's better to take risks. People who lead the most exciting lives seem to be the ones who dance with death.

Puddock said...

Hi Steph - no, I'm not feeling down...well, no more than you would expect in grumpy middle age. :)

The thing I was getting at, I think,(and I know some people might find it far too uncomfortable to think about) is not about the glorious death of the risk-taker but the quiet death of the common sparrow or the randomly snatched salmon; that, especially in this modern age of ours, we seem to feel that we are too special to die early. Maybe it's reality TV and the fifteen minutes of fame that's to blame - we desperately want to feel that we are a special trail-blazing salmon and not just one of the pack (swarm, flock?)

It's a puzzle. You are quite right. Most of us do live unadventurous, safe lives but we are living in fear. And, as you say, the thrill-seekers seem to have no fear of death. The ideal for me would be to live a quiet life lived with no fear of death - that's what I'm after!

JennyB said...

A short while after my lovely man died, I too realised, quite calmly, that I no longer feared death and said so to my daughters who vigilantly watched over me during those awful first few months when they didn't know how my grief would manifest itself.

Then, I had a bout of illness that could've been serious and while I'd stated that I didn't fear death any more, I revised my feelings as the months of grief had crawled by... in short, I wanted to live despite no longer having my love beside me. Our feelings about such big issues can change as our circumstances change. Whenever I mention my inevitable death to one of my daughters, they become alarmed and dismiss the idea. They have not come to terms with mortality, or at least not mine, and certainly not their own. I am trying to prepare them for the inevitable, whenever that may be. It's a dilemma. We all want to live life to the full, to take chances or not. I think you are doing just fine Puddock.

Puddock said...

Jenny - I've had the same experience and I suppose I should be more careful when I talk about death because many people are either uncomfortable thinking about their own mortality or think you are depressed.

It isn't just the young, either. The Golfer could not bear to have the subject mentioned, and this was long before he got ill.

I certainly want to live, and live for as long as I possibly can (90, falling off my bike on the way back from the pub would be nice.) It's just that, and I know you are in the same boat, once you've seen a lot of people die too young, or just die, you know there are no guarantees.

Take care and keep up with that painting!

Selma said...

Avoidance doesn't get us anywhere, I think. We need to discuss death whenever the opportunity arises because it is inevitable. I applaud you for discussing it.

I also love the deer. Awwww.