I remember my moment, it was a fat albert cartoon that dealt with a friend dying. It confused me so I asked my dad what dying meant. He gave me as good an answer as he could. I did not sleep easy that evening.
This is the abyss we continue to face for the rest of our lives, and as I grow older, the need to acknowledge it becomes more frequent.
What a shitty week it's been, and for whatever reason, this video has helped me.
I was about four or five. Wasn't specifically about death so much as the irreversible passage of time.
I don't remember having a 'first' existential crisis.
I think my people are just born with instinctual existential angst.
Wow, I know believe youtube has actually really managed to share something kind of insightful (that was hard to really see and share pre-youtube).
I think I wasn't as sad about dying as I was about the earth, the universe and everything eventually just sort of stopping (even though it was a really long time away).
I remember thinking about the Sun dying and planets in the solar system (I must've been 5 or 6) just sort of spinning around each other forever (I could feel the "forever", it was long, longer than waiting in between birthdays. Much longer.) And then the end of the universe (I must've been visualized Carl Sagan's Cosmos)...and then...nothing.
I remember crying over this.
“DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING, said Death. JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH.”
All of the other places I've seen this video on the net have basically spun it as 'aww little girl wants her brother to stay a baby how adorable'.
I like the place we took it. PoeTV 4 lyfe.
5 stars for the reassuring smile the baby gives at :33.
This girl is all of us
Wow. I haven't seen such purity in a while.
Thanks for taking me out of the cold, dead, necromantic world of adults for a while, yout00b and someone who decided to videotape the first moment of true suffering in this girl's life.
A masterfully rendered etching of preview frame should forever be POETV's emblem.
|Mr. Purple Cat Esq. |
I remember when I was very young the abstract nature of numbers of really freaked me out once. I kept asking my parents what fractions were. eg. one half, one quarter, but *what* are they one half or one quarter *of* ??
When I was little I had a fear of falling into the sky, because it was such a long way up.
Get ready for a lifetime of death worship religions (you have lots to choose from) and gross consumerism to help deny the second law of thermodynamics, kid.
Incidentally, litter of kittens, engine block, six years old. Kitty salsa taught me about death.
Were kitties sleeping on the engine block when an adult started the car?
Did an angry uncle want to dispose of a litter of kitties and thought putting them in a pillow case to throw them in the river was too much work?
Did 6 year old memedumpster throw the kitties into the engine block?
Bubbles needs to know..
"Were kitties sleeping on the engine block when an adult started the car?"
"Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one, a moment, in childhood, when it first occurred to you that you don't go on forever. It must have been shattering, stamped into one's memory. And yet I can't remember it. It never occurred to me at all. We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the word for it, before we know that there are words,out we come, bloodied and squalling...with the knowledge that for all the points of the compass, there's only one direction and time is its only measure."
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard
I guess we now have the benefit of instant replay.
|Old People |
"You might be a king or a little street sweeper..."
"...but sooner or later you'll be living in a van down by the river!"
Don't worry, little girl, you probably won't make it to 100. If you make it to 75, though, that means a little over 27000 days of life.
If you have a kitty and it lives to 15, that's not quite 5500 days. And if you're lucky, you'll live to bury five consecutive kitties.
Never had one, because I'm going to live forever.
|Binro the Heretic |
She's even wearing a princess outfit.
I remember hearing the lyrics to "Hotel California" and being really worried about the unnamed protagonist and freaking out about a place one can never leave.
i can only remember discovering solipsism as a nine year old as my earliest existential discovery. i remember it didn't remain interesting for long because i soon came up with some reason to rule it out.
|unknown specimen |
One night before bed I was staring up into the darkness and I asked myself the simple question: "Who am I?" The understanding that I was so different from everything else scared me.
Now a days, I'm afraid I'm acting like everybody else. Ain't life funny that way?
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