Life. What's it all about?

[DjPete]

Why are we here?
Do we die?
Are we all connected?

Bike riders don't think about that?
Life is simple...H A Y A B U S A that IS all.
Give me a break.
We ALL think about death.

Interested to hear different perspectives.

"There is nothing at all"s need not apply..unless you have a reasonable argument. Don't waste your time here.

This could turn into the "useless bits of info see if we can make a million posts thread" but I hope it has just a tad more substance..
Let's face it this IS reality.

[Sumkhun]

I died once.

[horndog]

In all reality I think we all hope that there is something after death. Got too much to do before then so I havent really thought about it in great detail.

At times I used to get a really guilty feeling in the plane on the way to height before a jump and worry about how my wife and kids would cope if I died and was I being selfish. That would go away once the door opened but it always returned.

My Father in-law is a devought Christian so I figure he can put in a good word for me if the need should arise.

Do we die - Organically yes, Our Souls or spirit- sometimes
Why are we here - To challenge mankinds creativity and to burn fossil fuels.
Are we all connected - Of course.

[VNSVLE]

I have been close to death a couple of times.
Live each moment as though it is your last and regret nothing is the philosophy I live by.
Why do we do what we do?? I work to live and have fun nothing more. The work I do seems pointless really in the big scheme of things. I fix machines that dig coal to provide to the power stations to create electricity to run the machines I am fixing and to power the things that make my life easier/better. I work and get paid. The money I receive I use to BUY food (only because I am to lazy to grow and prepare these things myself) and to enjoy my life whilst I am living it. These things are not necessary but we desire them.
Why do we want these things if they are not necessary for our survival??

Riding is the ultimate in freedom and the feeling of exhilaration.

I believe the meaning of life is to feel. Pure and simple. Either a good feeling or a bad feeling. The things we do we do to feel, weather it be riding to feel free/joy/fear, be it doing something for someone else to FEEL good, losing someone you love or know you FEEL sad, everything you do is to feel.

I also believe in the concept six degree's of separation.

I am sorry if a lot of this makes no sense I have had a little to drink and seem to be doing a lot of dribbling. I know what I want to say I am just not to good at explaining things.

Anyways something to think about.
Catcha's on the flipside!!

[Louwai]

When I was 15 I watched a guy die right in front of me......

He was the driver in a car crash & I was one of the people who rushed over to help get him out of the car.
He was looking at me & gasping. Asking us to get him out. We were trying to pry the door open with a crow-bar.

He lasted about 3 mins.........
You could clearly see the skin on his face turning pale as the blood drained out the moment his heart stopped pumping.

Totally amazing..... a vision I will never forget. For many reasons....

[Missy_Moo]

When I was 15 I watched a guy die right in front of me......

He was the driver in a car crash & I was one of the people who rushed over to help get him out of the car.
He was looking at me & gasping. Asking us to get him out. We were trying to pry the door open with a crow-bar.

He lasted about 3 mins.........
You could clearly see the skin on his face turning pale as the blood drained out the moment his heart stopped pumping.

Totally amazing..... a vision I will never forget. For many reasons....

A big killer is the deceleration or shear factor in crashes. Rupture or rather the sudden stop 'shears' the aorta from the heart & its over, it will be over in a matter of minutes (to heartbeats) & being outside the ED won't save your life.

burned into your memory forever.

[debandee]

I believe in a greater order of things that what goes on around me.
As humans, we've supposedly gone through 10,000 years of civilisation and when I look around or read the news... it's a little disappointing.
I've only ever felt complete when riding. As VNSVLE says, "Riding is the ultimate in freedom and the feeling of exhilaration."
The first time I ever felt I'd done the 'right' thing was when I held my youngest daughter for the first time.
On a basic level, we are on this planet to procreate. There's a whole lot of crap between being born and dying, but the only time we actually do something positive is when we can further the human race by advancing it in some way.
Evolving into something we can be proud of is one thing.
Getting bogged down in the soap-opera of life is something completely different.

[Volvi]

Life happens as you sit and worry about it.

Life exists when you worry about death.

So whilst your still alive - just live life the best way you know how and let death worry about itself.

[Madmax]

Life is short - you're dead a long time!

I too have watched people die. And seen my share of deceased bodies. The difference between someone who is unconscious and dead is HUGE! After death, the body changes, it is no longer a person but a dead vehicle for a life that has left.
There has to be something after this shit-hole after watching the dead, you know they have left and gone elsewhere.

Where? do I hear you say fellow traveller?

We will all find out in good time! Just not yet!


Max

[Missy_Moo]

see ya's on the flipside!

[humbussa]

Hey Guys,
i was watching a preacher the other day and he said something that has stuck in my mind.....i had a belief in what he said before but i love the way he presented it...
Life after death, when we are conceived in our mothers womb we grow from an egg into a baby and that womb becomes our home our world if you like! and we are comfortable there!!! we get fed have shelter and it's nice and warm but after nine short months it's time to leave (like dying to that world we knew) and we come out into a new world, you get where He was going!!

this world for us is just like a huge womb another stage in our life... before we Die to this world and move onto another...but in this world we get a choice to make...do we accept there is a God or not! if we do we get to go to heaven (where there are Hayabusa's laid on i'm sure LOL) if not then there is an alternative but i truely believe there is life after this short one......did we all celebrate Christmas? why? what is Christmas all about? why is this the year numbered 2008? hey all questions that need investigating.

[DjPete]

i like that theory Humbussa.

[Pommie]

Read this on another site earlier today and seems appropriate to this thread

THE ROSE


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, 'Hi handsome.. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze.

'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.

She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids...'

'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake..

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me..

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery.. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.'

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, 'We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older.. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.'

She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year' s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it' s never too late to be all you can possibly be.


These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

[DjPete]

very nice story with a lot of truth there

[Missy_Moo]

I heard something that is nice.

Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
but today is life.