Climbed stairs to piss for the glory of the empire!
Stalinwolf
joined 1 year ago
Amber Lamps, I think..
This has the makings of a fucking rad '80s monster movie.
As a father of a four-year-old, this story makes me want to fucking puke. Swept into a storm drain is one of the most horrific ways I could imagine losing my little girl.
Let me lay it the fuck out for you so you can understand.. Just in case you're the cunt who finds himself face to face with these individuals.
YOU DO NOT ASSAULT STEVE BUSCEMI..
Just as you DO NOT PUNCH RICK MORANIS.
Whoever is out there assaulting Steve Buscemi and punching Rick Moranis is a fucking asshole.
It's rude to assault Steve Buscemi, and it's rude to punch Rick Moranis.
I remember seeing be was a guest on Rogan and thinking, "Oh, wow. I guess I'll listen to Rogan again this one time to hear a Kennedy talking."
Turns out it was right on fucking brand for Rogan.
KERWHOLLOPED!! CLAMBLASTED!! THROCKED IN THE FUCKING THYROID!!!
I experienced this a bit for a year or two after my wife and I had a kid. I don't know if it was the reduced frequency of sex or what. I'd usually come to and realize I'm feeling my wife's tits and grinding against her. She's usually engaged as well at this point, but I'm always embarrassed and ashamed by the time I realize what's going on. I think we only carried out the rest of it once or twice, but usually I snap out of it when things start heating up. Feels rapey and I don't like it, even if she thinks it's funny. Fortunately it hasn't happened in ages.
Still makes me sick to think of all of those cunt fucking cops who sent people to prison for this shit.
My dad suffered a heart attack and died suddenly about a year ago. I've never been religious or very spiritual, but after his death I became a lot more open to peoples' various ideas on the afterlife. There was such an unfair finality to losing him. I always feel as though he's right there on speed dial, even at this moment, but when I go to reach out to him I'm reminded that he isn't ever going to pick up even though he still feels close. It's like he's always on the tip of my tongue.
Of all the things I've read and heard in my exploration of the topic since, NDEs are hands-down the most comforting and convincing of them all. Even if it's all some kind of grand and miraculous illusion that we endure across all cultures, with or without any physical brain activity, the thought of him finding peace and comfort in that moment of death and choosing not to return to his body is very beautiful to me. My dad lived a life or immense chronic pain. His leg was obliterated as a young man and reassembled with rods. He had degenerative disks in his spine, rheumatoid arthritis, etc. So many memories are of him whincing and breathing through pain. Of course he wouldn't return to that battered and broken body.
So while it still feels shitty, and still feels unfair, I take solace in the thought of him shedding that shit, seeing his dad (suicide) and mom (cancer) with him again, and choosing to return to the ether, knowing full well that my mom, my brother, and myself will heal, and be okay, and reunite with him eventually too on the other side.
And when I die, even if it's all a last-minute illusion, I hope it gives me the peace I need to let go too.
That's cool it comes with a small shelf for your cat to sleep on in case you'd like to bring him.