Thanks to Ambrose Bierce and Doug for these gems. I stole the post directly from Doug. I hope he doesn't mind.
EXISTENCE, n.
A transient, horrible, fantastic dream,
Wherein is nothing yet all things do seem:
From which we're wakened by a friendly nudge
Of our bedfellow Death, and cry: "O fudge!"
2007 Update: Rusted eternity.
"To be or not to be?" asked he,
Answered the Danish ghosts' lobby:
"Living is without holiday,
To the dead being is more of a hobby."
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Couldn't Agree More
Posted by Unknown at 11/29/2007 03:17:00 AM
Labels: Ambrose Bierce, Doug Pascover
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Does Doug really exist? I thought he was like Santa Clause or the Easter Bunny!
not quite sure what to say to that
It goes a bit like this. Much of the times you have a choice if to be alive or no. But you do not have a choice if to exist. Each and every day cycle I exist if I wish to or not. Its a pretty nasty joke after all if what you are hoping is not to have to be trapped with your worst thoughts any more.
And yes I really am a dead guy and I really did ask my friend to write this for me so do not go chewing her head off for listing me as the Undead Asshole. If the shoe fits, so they say.
He really isn't as much of an asshole as he says. Unless, like me, he's given reason to be. He's just in a bad mood right now.
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