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Posted in Existential, Human Rights, Humanity, Mortality on Aug 1st, 2009
Matthew Parris on his death:
When I die, and if I have to arrange it myself, I will consult nobody, and do it unassisted if I can. I entertain not a flicker of moral or practical doubt on the subject, and never have. Speaking only for myself — in such matters one should never judge for [...]
Posted in Existential, Faith, Humanity, Mortality, Psychology, Religion, Therapy on Jun 15th, 2009
I caught part of BBC’s Songs of Praise last night. Well, it was on the TV, and I have spent enough years in my former life as an active Christian to have a strong cultural resonance with some of the music, and there was nothing else in particular to do, so I watched.
In the [...]
Posted in Health, Mortality, Psychology, Therapy on May 28th, 2009
Sometimes (perhaps especially when on holiday) we often long for an anxiety-free existence. However, in my book, that would be a bad thing. Human beings have powerful emotional systems and anxiety is a natural feeling that arises in response to stress. It is part of the natural flight-or-fight response that have enabled the human race [...]
Posted in Existential, Health, Humanity, Isolation, Mortality, Relationships, Travel on May 16th, 2009
I remember the sinking feeling when a former colleague spotted me on the home station and decided to sit next to me for the whole of the two and a half hour journey. He had retired about 5 years previously and although I had worked closely with him in a professional capacity, to be honest, [...]
Posted in Existential, Humanity, Mortality on Mar 8th, 2009
Ted Rye (Born, August 3rd 1920. Died, March 8th 1999.)
Edwin Rye (known as Ted) was the son of a Blacksmith.
He grew up in, and around, King’s Lynn, and joined the Royal Norfolk Regiment at the start of the Second World War. However, he was soon captured and spent most of the war in various [...]
Posted in Existential, Humanity, Mortality on Feb 10th, 2009
I was surprised by how much it affected me.
The key must have jumped ship on Thursday lunchtime. I locked the office door, walked to my car, and drove home to my afternoon job. But somehow the master-key to the building must have slipped out of my pocket as I got in the car [...]
Posted in Art, Creativity, Existential, Human Rights, Humor, Humour, Language, Mortality, Religion, Society, Travel on Feb 6th, 2009
Sorry, but this amused me.
The Guardian is running a competition to see what witty slogans readers can come up with as alternatives to the existing slogans on the Atheist Bus Advertising Campaign. Supporters of the original campaign, which had the slogan, “THERE’S PROBABLY NO GOD. NOW STOP WORRYING AND ENJOY YOUR LIFE.” could perhaps do with [...]
Posted in Government, Health, Human Rights, Humanity, Law, Mortality, Politics, Religion, Society on Oct 30th, 2008
If she were a horse and not a human being, someone would show compassion. However, because Debbie Purdy is a human being, she is being made to suffer unnecessarily. A minority of people (largely informed by religious belief) are imposing their views on the majority in preventing a change in UK law. But the case [...]
Posted in Existential, Human Rights, Humanity, Isolation, Mortality, Psychology, Relationships, Therapy on Oct 24th, 2008
Suicide is a painful subject for many - especially those who have lost partners, children, siblings, and friends. It is the final statement in a relationship - a statement made by the other person, something that you cannot argue with, but something that those who are left behind want to argue with so badly.
Whether the [...]
Posted in Humanity, Language, Literature, Mortality, Poems, Relationships on Sep 15th, 2008
The Walk
You did not walk with me
Of late to the hill-top tree
By the gated ways,
As in earlier days;
You were weak and lame,
So you never came,
And I went alone, and I did not mind,
Not thinking of you as left behind.
I walked up there to-day
Just in the former way;
Surveyed around
The familiar ground
By myself again:
What difference, then?
Only that [...]
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