This was deep.
Years ago I would have chosen the third option without any doubt.
Now, I would like to sleep, let things adjust themselves and then wake up again. Actually, people could say “You go and adjust them”, but the truth is, we have no control over some things.
Anyway, death can surely appear as reassuring, soothing… but the “what if” keeps some of us from doing anything.
“What if in two, three, or 10 years my life gets better and I can be happy again?”
This very hope keeps us from such a permanent, irreparable choice.
Because, things could change, one day, in a person’s life; but death, there is no turning back.
Ah, but death a pale sacrifice makes
When loved ones at its terror quake
And tremble for loss of the loved one now gone.
The essence–now lost–which can never return.
I do believe you are having some fun with us here… . Half serious answer, if you laugh longer and often you still win as you really live then. Plus it encourages many good hormones and endorphins.
miriam
so much negativity… sleep is the little brother of death anyway… I am almost dead since I sleep a lot. I don’t get you, Frank… frankly said. Or you don’t get me. Either way…
Very tough question. The first two options even if it provides a basic solution would reoccur, leaving me to the final option. Practically thinking, medicine are supposed to provide cure and make you carry on. Looking at it from this perspective, I would choose “Sleep”. The worst problem can be solved by sleep.
Good question.
I think I’ll go for laughter. I don’t sleep easily, so that can’t be too helpful. Death… I still have a long way to go before that happens. 😀
At different points in my life, I would have chosen a different medicine of the three. Now, I think death, but ask me tomorrow, and I may choose differently.
What about you?
Laughter of course. Find what makes you smile, grin smirk, snigger, giggle and laughter out loud even if you are on the bus when you do this. Regaining a sense of humour brings you back to living life and gives you hope.
Apparently sleep doesn’t help when it’s your soul that’s tired and some burdens are so heavy that laughter can’t lift. Yet death brings an end to all things good and bad.
Some burdens are heavy. Share the load. Talk to someone, take medication if needed, get out of the situation if that is a solution, write it out of you. I find journaling helps me sleep. If I sleep better life is easier the next day. Find something creative you can do even if it is making playdoh and smashing it till you feel better. Death is not a solution but a cop-out. I know that you can feel it is the only thing left but reach out honestly and find out where help is. Accept that help.
To live is Christ, to die is gain. But, to martyr yourself is a murder that you can’t repent of.
I have it on good authority that laughter is good medicine.
A powerful and thought provoking post, makes me think which I would choose.
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I would prefer sleep ☺
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Laughter!
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I would love to laugh after every few minutes then to be eased out for my life…
Great blog
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Thanks.
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My pleasure 😊
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I’d like laughing myself to sleep everyday before I die. Or before I take a dirt nap in the bone orchard. 😄 Thank You and Cheers! 🙂
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Welcome and cheers.
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🙂
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This was deep.
Years ago I would have chosen the third option without any doubt.
Now, I would like to sleep, let things adjust themselves and then wake up again. Actually, people could say “You go and adjust them”, but the truth is, we have no control over some things.
Anyway, death can surely appear as reassuring, soothing… but the “what if” keeps some of us from doing anything.
“What if in two, three, or 10 years my life gets better and I can be happy again?”
This very hope keeps us from such a permanent, irreparable choice.
Because, things could change, one day, in a person’s life; but death, there is no turning back.
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So true. Quite encouraging too.
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Medicine.? What am healing?
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Yourself…
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sleep helps a hangover, laughter curse sadness and fear. Death cures nothing.
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wow. brilliant.
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Thank you, Kay.
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I hope your are not my doctor!
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Ah, but death a pale sacrifice makes
When loved ones at its terror quake
And tremble for loss of the loved one now gone.
The essence–now lost–which can never return.
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Nice.
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Thank you! I was trying to borrow from your style a little bit in order to respond in way you might understand.
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How you can get so much depth in so few words is beyond me. Great post!
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Thanks for the compliment.
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You’re welcome :O)
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It really depends on what’s ailing me!
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Death.
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its easy and peaceful
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DEATH
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Sleeeeep! 😆
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Yipes! 🙂
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Death
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Laughter
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Time.
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Laughter.. Anytime ☺️
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Laughter most definitely, its the only option where you get to feel the most 🙂
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Laughter😄😄
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I do believe you are having some fun with us here… . Half serious answer, if you laugh longer and often you still win as you really live then. Plus it encourages many good hormones and endorphins.
miriam
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so much negativity… sleep is the little brother of death anyway… I am almost dead since I sleep a lot. I don’t get you, Frank… frankly said. Or you don’t get me. Either way…
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Mystery, mystery…
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Thought-provoking. I think I’ll take sober, non-medicated reality and try to find beauty in disease for as long as I can manage the pain. 🙂
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Very tough question. The first two options even if it provides a basic solution would reoccur, leaving me to the final option. Practically thinking, medicine are supposed to provide cure and make you carry on. Looking at it from this perspective, I would choose “Sleep”. The worst problem can be solved by sleep.
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That’s quite a logical conclusion.
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Unconditional love – can calm you initially for a few secs, then for few hours and lastly, forever.
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Good question.
I think I’ll go for laughter. I don’t sleep easily, so that can’t be too helpful. Death… I still have a long way to go before that happens. 😀
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Nothing of them. I prefer the love.
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Laughter! ALWAYS!!!!! LOL!
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…frequent laughter, occasional sleep and …..death has no dominion –
you forgot poetizing, heady stuff!
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Any might improve things for me, Sir. (Then again, things might get betterer for me. Hehe!)
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At different points in my life, I would have chosen a different medicine of the three. Now, I think death, but ask me tomorrow, and I may choose differently.
What about you?
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I wish I could sleep longer. Don’t remember the last time I slept for 8 hours staright.
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Same here….
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Laughter of course. Find what makes you smile, grin smirk, snigger, giggle and laughter out loud even if you are on the bus when you do this. Regaining a sense of humour brings you back to living life and gives you hope.
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That’s sound advice.
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Death, if there were such a thing but there’s not. No one is that lucky. Great post.
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Death is not a medicine …it has finality. We take medicines to survive.
Love to take laughter…if that is not available sleep would do.
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Apparently sleep doesn’t help when it’s your soul that’s tired and some burdens are so heavy that laughter can’t lift. Yet death brings an end to all things good and bad.
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Some burdens are heavy. Share the load. Talk to someone, take medication if needed, get out of the situation if that is a solution, write it out of you. I find journaling helps me sleep. If I sleep better life is easier the next day. Find something creative you can do even if it is making playdoh and smashing it till you feel better. Death is not a solution but a cop-out. I know that you can feel it is the only thing left but reach out honestly and find out where help is. Accept that help.
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Oh don’t worry ….death is never am option for me, it’s too final. But thank you for the advice.
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To live is Christ, to die is gain. But, to martyr yourself is a murder that you can’t repent of.
I have it on good authority that laughter is good medicine.
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Laughter. I’ll laugh myself to sleep or death, one of the two!
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Perfect.
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Well, I looooove my sleep. So sleep first, laughter after.
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Sounds good.
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When I awake from my nap, I’ll say a prayer of thanks. That’ll give me the allow me to laugh at death. Shootin’ for the everlasting meds!
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If I am in good standing with my Father in heaven – death followed by eternal life is best! While on earth, I choose laughter over sleep. 😊
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But a nap is soooooooo worth it …. 🙂
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Sleep
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Laugh my life away.
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Laughter! 🌞
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Laughter heals
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I’ll take laughter for as long as it lasts!
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Well, I don’t know, but that made me laugh out loud. I think I need some more options.
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You may have to find another doc.
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