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My uncle Jim has cancer, and so my aunt and my mom are going daily down to Riverside hospital to visit him. My uncle Jean and aunt Frankie are also coming down from Arizona. It's pretty bad cancer (multiple tumors.) He's basically homless (lives in a camper) and has no insurance. It's pretty much unspoken that this is less "getting him through treatments" and more of trying to make him comfortable for the end.
I barely remember my uncle Jimmy, he was pretty much written off by my moms side of the family, the last time he called my she blocked his number and told him to never call any of the Foster side of the family again. Now that death seems imminent, the brothers and sisters are all trying to spend time at the hospital, I find that whole idea a little morbid.
It sounds weird but I think he's very lucky, to not die alone and have people come together.
Before everything goes black I hope he feels love.
I don't believe in God, the whole concept is probably Santa Clause for adults. At the very end it all goes black as your awarness in this world fades. Much like a sleep without dreams, a darkness without your perspective.
I wish I was older, then I wouldn't have thoughts like this I believe. Then I'd go in oblivious, believing there is truly life after death and a continuation of this consciousness instead of nothing. That's why I think suicide is wrong now, even if your world is pain, it's a world that your in.
All the honestly spiritual moments I've ever really had were drug/alcohol induced. Music is as close to a thing divine there is in this world. That's why I decided to make it my major in college (well I'm a guitar major, but yeah.)
I think that's as close to godliness as I'm going to get.
I wish I wasn't me, I wish I was somebody else.
I barely remember my uncle Jimmy, he was pretty much written off by my moms side of the family, the last time he called my she blocked his number and told him to never call any of the Foster side of the family again. Now that death seems imminent, the brothers and sisters are all trying to spend time at the hospital, I find that whole idea a little morbid.
It sounds weird but I think he's very lucky, to not die alone and have people come together.
Before everything goes black I hope he feels love.
I don't believe in God, the whole concept is probably Santa Clause for adults. At the very end it all goes black as your awarness in this world fades. Much like a sleep without dreams, a darkness without your perspective.
I wish I was older, then I wouldn't have thoughts like this I believe. Then I'd go in oblivious, believing there is truly life after death and a continuation of this consciousness instead of nothing. That's why I think suicide is wrong now, even if your world is pain, it's a world that your in.
All the honestly spiritual moments I've ever really had were drug/alcohol induced. Music is as close to a thing divine there is in this world. That's why I decided to make it my major in college (well I'm a guitar major, but yeah.)
I think that's as close to godliness as I'm going to get.
I wish I wasn't me, I wish I was somebody else.