I just saw the movie Driving Miss Daisy for the first time tonight. Basic story: an elderly lady named Daisy has to hire a chauffeur when she loses her sight, a black man named Hoke, and over twenty-five years they become good friends.
It was beautifully done, showing all of the skin-crawlingly repulsive casual bigotry of the time period. Daisy is
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I've often thought about aging and eventually dying... it's still one of those processes of life that I have trouble fully accepting, maybe because I still remember myself being four years old, going to the amusement park with my parents and all in all don't feel much older. >_< What about when I'm 60, will I still identify with that little girl? What about when I'm 80? What about right before I die. These kind of questions really make me... feel uneasy. I have difficulties contemplating what "not existing" would be like, since existence is all I've ever known and what I find comforting. But as you say, only because I've lived a full life so far. I know from myself that in the periods of my life that are darkest, I have felt non-existence must surely be better.
Also, this is me rambling. Sorry. Your review just triggered this idea that I do think about a lot at the moment. Sorry for letting it out on you.
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interesting theory there the omega point...it sounds very similar to the buddist philosophy that through a lifetime of prayer and meditation we can come to understand and become one with god. Instead of evolution buddism sees a life of dedication as the way but this is just my understanding.
Also Driving Miss Daisy is a great movie
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