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Nobody knows how much time they have left, right?

Kern Dog

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With all of these celebrity deaths, I have been thinking that It is eerie when someone close to us in age conks out suddenly.
I was talking with a friend yesterday and he told me about a short story that he had read. A man had been approached by a stranger when he was in his 20s and he was told the exact moment that he would die. The date was many, many years into the future so the man just went about his life, doing what people do. He was comfortable knowing that he was safe and certain to live up to the age of 88. No amount of sickness or injury stood in the way of his timeline. When he turned 88, he had a clock built to begin the countdown to the final minute. He had lived a great life, had moderate success in Love, family and business so he felt as if his life were complete. He did have some fears leading up to the zero hour but as time ticked closer, he began to grow at peace with it. The final minute was near. He had already said his goodbyes to his family, paid off his debts, signed the will to give everything away to those he felt deserved it, and in what was to be his final act, thanked God for his life. He closed his eyes as the ten second mark closed in. He was ready.
He waited. The clock stopped ticking. He waited a few seconds and opened his eyes.....He was still alive! It immediately occurred to him that now he was not sure of his fate. He began to worry. For 60+ years he thought he knew the exact moment of his demise and now he was in the great unknown....like MOST of us.
(Cue Rod Serling and the Twilight Zone theme?)
 
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I had a relative that was a very devout religious man. He had a heart of gold...a very nice gentleman. Anyway, he spent many years studying scriptures and books to determine when the world would end. Sometime in the early 1970's he told me that the world would end in 1986. He was correct...he died in 1986. I am not kidding you.
 
Dying tends to be associated somewhat with age. :)
When I was in the seventh grade I was daydreaming in class looking out the window. I looked forward to being over 50 years old. My thoughts were it would be a time of comfort that is -after- all of the life traumas needed to get there.
So I am now 66 and really like being my age 16 years on from my goal.
Death is all around us at any age but when friends and family start passing a bit of clarity about life comes.
I now feel a bit sad for those that live into their 90s. They likely have felt the grief of their kids passing as well as most all of their old friends.
I could go at any moment but if I don't I will indeed feel more grief as my family and friends age and pass.---BTW the rate at which we move to the end is 60 seconds per minute.---
 
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No one knows their exact time of departure from this world. Not just because of that - we should all make sure we’re right with our creator as of today. Heaven or hell is for all of eternity. Contemplate that for just a minute. If that doesn’t motivate you I don’t know what could.
 
No one knows their exact time of departure from this world. Not just because of that - we should all make sure we’re right with our creator as of today. Heaven or hell is for all of eternity. Contemplate that for just a minute. If that doesn’t motivate you I don’t know what could.

I am at peace with my creators.--My mother and father. --I made right with them from the day I was born. I grieved at their passing and have comfort that they taught me to not fear others tales about how life should be lived in order to live again after death. They said (something like) to preach to others is selfish and not genuine compassion.
 
I always said,if you wake up seeing the sun n go to bed seeing the stars thank god for another day.
 
It's probably got something to do with the time of year too.
I find fall a time of reflection.
We also approach Halloween
 
at 67yrs of age after having had 2 close encounters with death, severe accident 14yrs ago with 9 month hospital stay and a brain anyurisim 6yrs ago, i firmly believe that when your number is up your gone.
 
After having flatlined three times in my life and made it past cancer three other times, I have stories. I won't bore you with them. To some of you who've already heard them, again I apologize. :)
I've heard my own flatline and felt what a defibrillator does to a body, up close and personal.
I'd love to tell you it's like what you've seen Hollywood depict dying like, but it isn't, least not in my case. It hurts like hell and there is no bright light at the end of some tunnel....and you know you're dying while it's happening.
Not for the weak of heart for sure.

We're not supposed to know when our time is coming; that's for the guy upstairs only to know and He takes it personal when we mess with that.
I tell folks all the time I don't have to believe in God; I've already met Him, more than once. It's more of a knowing than a believing for me. :)
 
I think about it more lately and try to enjoy a pain free day. Slow it down if possible.
Made an appointment with 1-800 fish food (Neptune) for a time TBD. Took care of details so survivors can figure it out easily. It has been a great ride and hoping for a few more trouble free miles. It's all a bonus at this point. Still time to wear out the Coronet.
 
I used to worry a lot about death and sickness, misfortune and bad luck. Then I went to war. I don't worry now at all. About anything. I figure that after all I endured everything from here on out is a bonus. I just live my life and when It's done, it's done. I figure that If God wants me he will take me. Period.
 
I wish that I felt that way.
I turned 50 in 2015 and since then, I think about mortality way too much.
 
I'm 30 years old ! I'm ready to meet my maker! If I live till I'm 100 eh oh well if I die tomorrow I'm good ! I've done a lot in the short time I've been here ! I even got a few major surgery s under my belt too. There's no reason to worry about it . What happens happens nothing you can do will change it ! Have fun and drive your car like today's your last day ! Makes for a great day!
 
I wish that I felt that way.
I turned 50 in 2015 and since then, I think about mortality way too much.
I wish I felt like you do. Being indifferent to my own mortality is a little numbing, taking the fun out of the party so to speak.
 
My father-in-law literally wishes he would die. Can't say I don't blame him. He has been to 'hell and back', for real, a WW2 vet, one of the Iron Men of Metz...went through alot.
He's 96, lost his wife last year, his four brothers all dead, most of his friends, and now stuck in a rest home. That's the last thing he ever wanted, to ever happen to him.

Has to use a walker, can't hardly hear, or see. Even asked one of his sons to get his pistol for him, from his house. But, knowing him, doubt he'd go through with that.
Pretty sad waiting for death.
 
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