Life & death, life & death... You know, I must say I'm surprised to find a conversation of this degree on a reto gaming website, kudos to all who wish to enlighten themselves by this. Life & death, life or death. I seem to remember someone once telling me "to live is to die, and to die is to really live." I think that was my grandfather, who was making a reference to something his father told him about some of his WWII buddies. My greatgrandfather was a fighterpilot then, and from what I've been told, he and his sqaudren made a pact that if they were to go down in flames, they would do so with a smile on they're faces, aimming they're planes for whatever targets they could reach. I guess that means that my greatgrandfather wouldn't have been bothered much if he'd have been shot down, so long as he was in a his plane. I didn't learn of this story until after his death in 94, I guess I feel the same way, honestly. I'm trying to pursue a carreer as a fighter pilot for either the Air Force or the Navy, and I don't mind being shot out of the sky, but I would realy hate to die on the ground. I guess fling is just something in my families blood. So to that fact, I'd say it's ok to die so long as it's doing something you love.
You know it's funny how this topic seems to bring up touchy feeling in all of us, since in fact dying is the easy part, it's living that's the tricky part. And yet it scares us so much that we need to find heroes in reality, or we feel some important need to put our own lives in perspective as to just how good or crappy they really are, these lives of ours. The truth of the matter is that no one really ever sees death coming, those astronauts didn't get on that shuttle that mourning thinking they were going to die. The firefighters at N.Y.C. didn't rush into the Towers thinking they were going to die, in all likely hood they probably kept the thought that there was still enough time to get some more people out right up until the end. And neither they nor the astronauts did what they thinking they would be heroes, because nobody thinks of themselves as a hero, nobody real anyway. A hero is a title that is given to somebody, by a society in general, and is most often (to often for my tastes) awarded to the person after they are gone. Heroes exsist to combat death, since death represents the most primal of evils in our minds. And unfortunetly there will never be a world without heroes, since death is ever present.
I'll leave you with this to think about, some people agree that the universe as a whole, exsist in a balence. Good & Evil, Life & Death, Light & Dark, and War & Peace. Each can't exsist without the other, and in the middle of all that, lies each individuals answers to the question of his own life.
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