Doesn't it seem crazy that we wait for someone to be dead before we hold a celebrate of life?
"Hey, now that you're all corpsey, I feel I should tell you what a great friend you were."
To even things out, I think we should have a celebration of death when we are born.
It would be a fun gathering of friends while you sit there in your poopy diapers. On the wall would be all kinds of computer-simulated pictures; you gradually aging, then you're at the old folks home, again in diapers, then you're in the hospital with tubes coming out of your neck, then you're in a coffin, dead.
Life, and death, is about balance.
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