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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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Dec 22, 2010 - 05:14pm PT
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I think I'll try to stay open-minded and let it be a surprise.
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Knave
climber
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Dec 22, 2010 - 06:25pm PT
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Just talked to God and it/he/she said that it doesn't care if you believe or not. That there are as many ways to heaven as there are souls and the only Hell is when you get incarnated on a gravity laden planet and forget what it is like to be light, but it's transitory so chill big daddy.
When I die I hope to be informed of where I'm going next!
Perhaps I'll float around looking for a coupling couple and fly on in to the womb.
Perhaps I'll be worm food.
Perhaps I won't have to pledge allegiance to one mans god or another to buy me salvation.
Just give me some more climbing days and I'll repent.
Maybe in hell it's all chossy and too hot with no chalk? Like the Pinnacles in August? Or no rock at all just television and over-processed food.
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Studly
Trad climber
WA
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Dec 22, 2010 - 07:49pm PT
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I think Tennyson said it best:
Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
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Stewart Johnson
climber
yo mama
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Dec 22, 2010 - 07:50pm PT
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blowing my load...
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neversummer
Mountain climber
perris, cali
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Dec 22, 2010 - 08:10pm PT
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"to be burried up to my neck and watch the cobra strike me in the face, so that i can stare death in the eye"
deputy James garcia reno sheriffs dept.
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illusiondweller
Trad climber
San Diego, CA
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Dec 22, 2010 - 08:14pm PT
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WND,
Avatar, you lost me on that one...the picture of my wife and I, a troll?
And as far as taking my "shtick" to Afghanistan, been there, did that over in Iraq, but that might open some eyes to actually, "stand a post" for your own country.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
Placerville, California
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 22, 2010 - 08:56pm PT
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dude your fvckin handle says illusion dweller which DIRECTLY implies that you subscribe to folly!
then you shove all chinds of jesus shite every which way.
there, lies your dichotomy. sir.
in all due respect. keep searching cause if you stop searching you're,
imaginitarilly dead.
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bvb
Social climber
flagstaff arizona
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Dec 22, 2010 - 10:36pm PT
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For the Anniversary of My Death
by W. S. Merwin
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveler
Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in a strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
As today writing after three days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And bowing not knowing to what
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illusiondweller
Trad climber
San Diego, CA
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Dec 23, 2010 - 01:41am PT
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Norwegian, you're a gentle man on the inside, I'm sure.
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illusiondweller
Trad climber
San Diego, CA
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Dec 23, 2010 - 01:48am PT
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See you all next time.
Happy Holidays!
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Anastasia
climber
hanging from a crimp and crying for my mama.
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Dec 23, 2010 - 02:46am PT
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I want to die
giving freedom
giving love
giving it back
let me disappear
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this just in
climber
north fork
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Dec 23, 2010 - 08:46am PT
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Illusion teller, you're a scared little boy on the inside, I'm sure.
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pud
climber
Sportbikeville & Yucca brevifolia
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Dec 23, 2010 - 09:47am PT
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Death is the canvas upon which our lives are painted.
"When we feel that we are watching ourselves - that there is some part of us that is watching our every move - that part is our death. It is constantly looking over our shoulder; it’s the sense we have that something out there is watching us (the Spirit is watching us too, not to mention lots of other beings, both angelic and demonic; but our root self-consciousness, the sense that we feel within ourselves that something is watching us, is our death).
Observe that this is not the false watcher thought form, which we use to watch ourselves with glory, and exalt in how marvelous we are. That watcher is a phony copy of the true watcher - death - which is utterly cold and dispassionate. The false watcher - our self-consciousness, or need to keep referring everything back to ourselves - is a thought form which takes anything that is going on and glamorizes it, and imagines other people applauding us for it. We learn the false watcher thought form from our society the false watcher thought form is in fact society’s way of papering over death. We do have a true watcher watching us, and that watcher is our death. The false watcher is society’s way of eradicating death from people’s awareness, to make people act as if they weren’t going to die, to make people forget about death as much as possible. Only by making people forget about death can they be led into believing that there could be anything more important than the fact that they could die in the next instant. And part of banishing awareness of death is substituting a glory thought form of watching (“watching oneself in glory; watching oneself with approval / approbation”) for the true watcher thought form, which is death."
Excerp from Bob Makransky's artical "Death is watching"
http://www.esolibris.com/articles/death_afterlife/death_is_watching.php
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Bill Mc Kirgan
Trad climber
Cedar Rapids, Iowa
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Dec 23, 2010 - 10:13am PT
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death is like a glacier coming
and the moves we make are swift
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illusiondweller
Trad climber
San Diego, CA
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Dec 23, 2010 - 06:35pm PT
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Norwegian, not only is your anger and filth inappropriate it leads you off the mark as well. An Avatar: "a graphical image that represents a person, as on the Internet." "Illusiondweller" is a username and you, as do many others, know that it is derived from the classic crack in Joshua Tree which I chose as my own username.
I've quoted before Matthew 5:11 and its as appropriate now as it was then:
"Blessed are ye when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake." What a God! Thank you for the hate that is expressed by these people for "If the world hate you, kmow that it hated me before it hated you. If you were of the world, the world would love his own; but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therfore the world hateth you...but all these things will they do unto you for my names sake, because they know not him that sent me." - John 15:18-19,21
You see, its a win, win situation.
Glory to God!
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Charlie D.
Trad climber
Western Slope, Tahoe Sierra
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Dec 23, 2010 - 09:24pm PT
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The best way to die? With nothing left to say and no regrets, peace to you all. With any luck I'll see you next week Norwegian,I'm not ready yet ;-)
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MH2
climber
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Dec 23, 2010 - 09:35pm PT
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Falling into a deep enough crevasse has always seemed like a good way to die to me. Quick enough and no mess to clean up. Unfortunately I'm seldom in their vicinity.
At the nursing home I've seen somewhere between 50 and 100 old people die. The usual morphine does standardize it to some degree. You usually don't get something for nothing. However there is a residue of individuality almost to the last breath.
Having at least one other person with you when you die is highly good.
Best wishes, Norwegian.
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illusiondweller
Trad climber
San Diego, CA
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Dec 23, 2010 - 10:15pm PT
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The best way to die? Saved by grace!
Merry Christmas All!
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Captain...or Skully
Big Wall climber
leading the away team, but not in a red shirt!
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Dec 23, 2010 - 10:20pm PT
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I had Grace. She had skills. I was impressed.
Just die doin' yer gig. It's what you do. Do it. Then you'll die. So what?
That's my plan. Pretty extensive, huh?
Some bacon sounds real good right now. Oh, Look! a Squirrel!
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Gary
climber
Desolation Basin, Calif.
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Dec 24, 2010 - 01:17am PT
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A friend is from Hawaii. Her grandfather was a very cool old dude. Played a mean uke, just full of the joy of life.
One night after a shower he jumped on grandma and died in the saddle with his boots on.
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