Long time, folks!
Hey. How've you all been. I only really post in my LifeAtUH Xanga, but right now something's turned up that I'd like to share with my LJ readers as well.
In the past couple of weeks, I've been feeling particularly philosophical. I've been able to adapt my rigid moral code into philosophical theories of sorts, and for what they're worth people seem to be understanding what I mean. While walking back to my dorm from class today, I thought of an interesting question (out of the blue, no less), which I'd like to ask to you all.
If you had a choice, what would your dying words be? Secondly, what if you were limited to just four words? If possible, try to ignore giving yourself a preferred context (like dying in a plane or in your lover's arms) and think of something you'd say no matter what situation you'd be dying in.
My answer to both questions: "I have no regrets."
Please post your answer(s) as comments to this entry. If I've contacted you on AIM or by phone, please still post your answer. I'm curious as to what you all would say, as of this current time.
In the past couple of weeks, I've been feeling particularly philosophical. I've been able to adapt my rigid moral code into philosophical theories of sorts, and for what they're worth people seem to be understanding what I mean. While walking back to my dorm from class today, I thought of an interesting question (out of the blue, no less), which I'd like to ask to you all.
If you had a choice, what would your dying words be? Secondly, what if you were limited to just four words? If possible, try to ignore giving yourself a preferred context (like dying in a plane or in your lover's arms) and think of something you'd say no matter what situation you'd be dying in.
My answer to both questions: "I have no regrets."
Please post your answer(s) as comments to this entry. If I've contacted you on AIM or by phone, please still post your answer. I'm curious as to what you all would say, as of this current time.