I'm not sure... You see, a number of horrible fates can pretty much be solved WITH the death, so it's hard to entertain them if they can be swiftly resolved.
you probably shouldnt read anything by HP Lovecraft then...Timewave Zero said:snip
the ever interesting tale of Prometheus, who stole fire from the heavens and gave it to man. punished by having a vulture eat him alive..being a god, he would simply heal, then be eaten again, and again, and again, for all eternity.wide_White said:Mine would be dying a horrible, gruesome death, only to be rectified to have to go through it again for every day of my life. I think that was some Greek mythology tale, but none the less, that would be worse than death... To spend the rest of your days dying again and a again.
*Deploys walnuts*ethan22122 said:Being stuck in a room with a moose...
It's omething you get used to after a few hundred times...The MuthR FuthR said:Staying alive, while decaying...
(and remaining so when you start to spread, and be recycled)
Yep, that just about sums it up...Timewave Zero said:The knowledge that I am completely inconsequential in the universe - nothing more than a small drop of paint on the bottom rung of the ladder of existence. To know that there unfathomable, uncaring, amoral, incomprehensible forces who are so more powerful in every convievable fashion that they could end our entire existence in the universe before any one of us took notice that anything was going on out there.
To know that the second I die, another tiny little, pointless light will pop out and be taken up by the darkness of the yawning gulf of oblivion.
THAT is far more awful to me than death - to know that while I live, I am nothing and could be reduced to a lowly, mindless slave by alien intelligences any second.
Then die.
As fate would have it, I'm a huge fan of H.P. Lovecraft.Frotality said:you probably shouldnt read anything by HP Lovecraft then...Timewave Zero said:snip
for me...for life to continue exactly as it is going right now. ive been living on solely the promise of the future for a VERY long time now, and should that continue long enough for me to finally give up on that, id go failed ubermensch: just slump to the ground, with not even the motivation to bother killing myself.
the less depressing symptom of this is that is that it is virtually impossible to disappoint me further, so im pretty apathetic to any new problems. in fact, im entirely apathetic to new problems; barring the above mentioned reason, there really is no other trauma that would make me consider death any more than i already do. kind of like Stinkmeaner from the boondocks, were i to go blind, having very little to really lose from that, i would actually gain more than i lose, because i wouldnt haf ta look at yo ugly face no mo'.
that is about as "less depressing" as i can be, im afraid.
the ever interesting tale of Prometheus, who stole fire from the heavens and gave it to man. punished by having a vulture eat him alive..being a god, he would simply heal, then be eaten again, and again, and again, for all eternity.wide_White said:Mine would be dying a horrible, gruesome death, only to be rectified to have to go through it again for every day of my life. I think that was some Greek mythology tale, but none the less, that would be worse than death... To spend the rest of your days dying again and a again.