Oxygen makes iron turn into rust, don't let that be your lungs. Oppose Big Oxygen.

And those fuckers give it to us as soon as we're born, ensuring our inevitable demise

What a sick cruel twisted world

Around seven percent of people who've consumed dihydrogen monoxide have survived.

in my case it happened much sooner, at 16 to be exact

Yep. IMO it's a good thing. But there's still a grand and long scale: how is that we arrived here at all, a momentary ripple in a larger fabric?

More the opposite direction for me. I'm so stressed, overworked, and beaten down by life that I don't have the energy to worry about mortality like I did when I was younger.

When I die at least I won't have to go to work anymore, is my thinking.

And I like my job, I can't imagine what it's like for people who don't.

Yes, it's very common (mostly) in men at that age.

Childhood is the free trial, adulthood is the subscription that keeps increasing in cost.

Not moping. I AM ALIVE

Me too. We should get to know each other. Eventually. We have time.

You're not???

What I feel is a need to fire arrows into the future, that I know will fly further than my small personal life, that will land somewhere and sprout huge trees that people live around and under.

I meant soon.

It’s longer than the longest time you’ve ever experienced.

Not weird, happened to me too.

I think my brain got bored of it and moved on. Plenty more to do than attempt to answer the unanswerable question!

Maybe? I never really grew out of it, my brain just realized that emotions don't solve problems and stopped bothering me about it all the time. Though, my fears are more along the lines of forcefully being prevented from dying, rather than the alternative. Still get the chills whenever I imagine having dementia and not being allowed to kill myself.

I'm not suicidal anymore, but still. There are things I'd rather choose the forever-sleep than experience.

Except that guy that fell into the black hole. He just looks frozen.

Why not both?

Why not a mysterious spinning saw blade that’s been in orbit for ten years that comes out of nowhere while you’re giving a space walk and talk to a bunch of other astronauts, slices your head off, and is out of radar range before anyone grasps what’s happening.

So astronomically fast is this saw blade traveling that it imparts almost no momentum to your head, except a gentle nudge that sends your grimacing head slowly upward. It gets almost a foot away from your shoulders before people realize something is wrong.