Drink from the well...
 

Rainman, I have the same thing going on too... My cousin Chip, ten years older than me and the oldest of the cousins, suddenly passed away last Saturday of a heart attack. Chip was the quintessential 70's surfer dude, always full of life, it's tough seeing him struck down so early.

I also had one of my BMX competitors pass away two weeks ago. A month ago 'Pinky' was posting pics from his big rig on Facebook, he finds out he has advanced pancreatic cancer and less than two weeks he's gone...

I have been thinking about these lyrics a lot lately:

When the stranger came to town
All the people watched with wonder
In their tattered clothes
Gathered ‘round and raised their eyes up from the dirt


And the stranger said to them
I have been upon the mountain
I have witnessed forces, like cannons
That could ram you to the ground


Stand up on your feet
'Cause your life is short as hell
You could be dead tomorrow
Today may be your


Last chance to believe in yourself
Your last chance to yell
Your last chance to be good to yourself
Your last chance to drink from life's well


In the crowd a voice was heard
Should we get them before they get you
Should we strike the first blow
He said no, no, no, you don't understand


The enemy is in your heart
Self-respect robbed by self-pity
Look across the country
All the people with their dreams dead in their hearts


Stand up your feet
'Cause your life is short as hell
You could be dead tomorrow
Today may be your


Last chance to believe in yourself
Your last chance to yell
Your last chance to be good to yourself
Your last chance to drink from life's well
So drink from the well



Oh yeah
It could be your
Last chance to believe in yourself
Your last chance to yell
Your last chance to be good to yourself
Your last chance to drink from life's well
Drink from the well
Oh yeah
Yeah
Drink from the well


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Condolences.

I've been fortunate/unfortunate to face my mortality pretty early in life. I've lost at least a half dozen close friends and 2 of my most important family members (my grandma who played a huge role in raising me and my uncle who was more or less my father).

It's a huge reason as to why I'm adamant about doing what the **** I want and say to hell with what people/society expect of me.

I miss my uncle charles.

y'all

If you wrote a book I would buy it...

just saying.

Meh, enjoy the shit out of life while you are here and able to. Do everything you can.

The lifestyle that I lead with my family history pretty much guarantees that I will never be stuck in a hospital bed or nursing home.
Every year after 65 will be 1-ups.

What does society expect of you?
Just curious.

If I hit the ground dead right now at 34, I wouldn't feel the least bit cheated.

Love it!:clap: