Posts tagged ‘fiction’

January 30, 2011



Forever sounds like an awfully long time, don’t you agree?

I think that a person’s life is a gift, and that to be able to enjoy one’s gift is to make sure it is used fully and passionately.

I understand that immortality has this lure of some sort, wherein those who are somewhat mesmerized by vampires and supernatural creatures that have the ability to stay on for long periods of time, unless they are maimed by weapons of destruction whittled solely for the purpose of causing their demise.

Yet nobody really asked them if they would want to live forever, right?

If I could live forever, I would not.


Because death should not be avoided.

In my opinion, Death is just doing his job. It is nasty, unpleasant, but somebody has to do it. Has anybody even wondered if Death died as well? I think Death has the unfortunate position to be there until the last person or living being that needs to be reaped is brought to where we are going.

I do not want to avoid Death. Rather, I want to live life to the fullest every single day, so that when time comes, I am almost always ready to greet Death as though he or she is an old friend. I kind of see life as though it were a nice drive somewhere on my 67 Chevy Impala, where I could step on the gas when I wanted to, or cruise if the scenery suits me. Some day, wherever I will be, I know I will run out of gas, and by then, perhaps I would have made use of all that gas, instead of just putting it on standby because I fear of getting pinned in a car wreck somewhere.

So, no. I do not wish to live forever.

But I do wish to live in every single moment of my life.


January 12, 2011

An hour to live

Well that seems bleak.

What would you do if you had an hour to live?

I honestly wish I could say I would have sex with my King but that sounds too selfish. I do not want to bawl my eyes out either, because that might be traumatic for my kids. I’ve got two, in case I forgot to mention that.

Now if I had an hour to live, I guess I would divide it into parts.

a) Write blog post – this being a bonus 5 minutes to write my blog post and say what I am about to do on the last few minutes of my life.

b) I’d have a mind-blowing quickie with my King – duuuhhh! I definitely want brand him and make sure no other woman tops that experience. I guess 10-15 minutes would do?

c) I would write letters to my friends and family – maybe some last words of wisdom and thanksgiving can be inserted in this part. Since I write pretty fast and I think I would have adrenaline rush trying to squeeze everything into an hour, methinks I can do the writing in 5-10 minutes. I wont write lengthy emails, mind you.

d) Spend time with my family – ah, the sorrowful and tearful goodbye. I want to hug and kiss my kids and tell them wise words as best as I can. I want to just be with my family and nobody else! I would just have make the most of the last few minutes of my life to be thankful and cherish my family and friends.

That would be it, yeah.

So this would supposedly be the end of my 5 minutes writing this post… which means I will (supposedly) have a quickie with my King? In… 5…4…3…2…1!