Which would you prefer if you had to die by one? I say Fire.
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
I don't like the cold much... I have read a lot of expedition tales about Everest, K2 and the Eiger... I would definitely take fire... well, asphyxiation first, then be burnt to a pile of ashes...
I almost died from hypothermia once in the Smokies in March... the worst part is that you loose the ability to talk or to move but your mind is otherwise conscious... good thing I made it out of there alive... some quick thinking from my crew saved my life.
I have died. In seventh grade we bought a cat. In eighth grade I got a bad asthma attack, one a nebulizer nor a rescue inhaler could help. I blacked out and woke up the I.C.U with a tube down my throat, nose, and of all things a catheter. Apparently I was dead for 7 minutes until they defribulated me and I was back.
No light at the end of the tunnel, just blackness. It was weird, after they took all the tubing out of me I asked the doc what happened and he said the cats allergens were building up in my system until it got too much to handle, and bam.
Not many people can say they've had their Last Rites read to them, let alone have their heart stop for 7 minutes. Ice is what I would consider this, all I felt was cold blackness.
I've been cold enough that I felt warm and just wanted to go to sleep. My buddies wouldn't let me lay down and walked me a few miles.
I've stood there while the fire balls' walls went past me. Only thing I could think at the time was don't take a breath. Again just nice and warm but I didn't feel sleepy.
So, my choice is the cold way out. Death being for a long time, I want to sleep not stay awake. See ya on the other side.
Nope. I just been doing a little research on natural disasters to get Haiti in perspective... it ranks as around the 6th largest natural disaster ever... not including disease epidemics... those are the worst and just insanely devistating...
Emergency Management regarding chemical spills and leaks is one of my interests if I get into graduate school I would like to start with environmental MS and maybe cert in Emergency Management/ Public Policy.
Then it made me think of that poem... and that of all the ways you could go, I wouldn't want it to be by being crushed by a building I am in...
Ice. In a few thousand years some archaeologist will find me in a ravine off Deal's Gap and wonder about all my clothes- I'll be fully geared with my Buell riding suit...
Then I'll make the cover of National Geographic, my ossified face with Buell permagrin staring out from thousands of newsstands across the country...
Nobody will find my bike- space aliens will have beamed it up, retro-engineering the Trilogy of Tech to go riding where no Bueller has gone before...
Not to be too morbid, but a couple of years ago, I watched my mom-in-law's boyfriend get eaten by Alzheimer's. I wondered how far gone is too far gone.
At that instant, I chose Dr. Buell as my future gerontologist. He will tell me in no uncertain terms when it's time to hang it up.
"The salmon mousse!" greatest line next to "It's people!!" from Soylent Green. How would any of you like to go out like that? Being scooped up in a bucket, thrown into the back of a truck then next thing you know, you're being shit out by someone.