Posts Tagged ‘Death’

Last night, I was filling up my water bottle, as per usual (I’ve been averaging between six to seven liters a day, but that’s another story), when I noticed a flash of light through the kitchen window. Mom and I went and stood out on the back porch for around fifteen minutes watching a storm off in the way-away distance, so far from us that you couldn’t even hear the thunder. It was very peaceful, with the lightning flickering on the horizon and the crickets violining and the night air calm and warm.

Then today, I was sitting outside of the McAlister’s on Lakeshore Drive, eating a roast beef sandwich with au jus on the side (om nom). It started raining, but I was sitting in a sheltered part of the overhang and decided just to enjoy the rain. I was reading, which was probably part of the problem, because when I read, it’s basically lights-out-Kellum and I totally phase out of the environment. Which explains why I failed to realize why the wind was getting blowier and the thunder was getting closier and the rain was getting… um… rainier.

And then all of the sudden, a bolt of lightning struck not a hundred yards away. It was absolutely the brightest thing I had ever seen—and I just happened to be looking right at the power pole that it struck—and the thunder absolutely split my brain open. You can bet I scurried inside at that point, heart trying to follow my brain out of my body.

I felt really like I had stared death in the face in that moment. Usually it is so far away, just a storm on the horizon that can be fascinating to watch but never moves in close. But occasionally, it visits you like a hangman, pulling back the curtains on your house and peering in at you with those blank eyes as if to say, ‘I haven’t forgotten about you. I’m watching you just like every other living creature on this planet.’

Humbling, to say the least.

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The space-time continuum

Posted: December 11, 2009 in Uncategorized
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Here are a few random things that you probably never wanted to know but that I am going to tell you anyways:

First of all, I am obsessed with organizing my friends list on Facebook. I have it divided into “Harding Friends,” “Friends I Actually Might Have A Facebook Chat With,” “People I Don’t Want To Talk To,” and “Other Friends.” For some reason, however, even being in the Harding network won’t add you to the automatic Harding Friends list, so I always have to drag them over from “Other Friends” to Harding friends. Except I’ve been doing it for so long that now, it’s only once every week or so that I get to drag friends over into the Harding Friends list. Every time I get to do it, I feel like I’m beating a Super Mario level.

My stomach just growled.

Tonight, I went to a Christmas party at Chelsie and Austen’s apartment where I ate too much puppy chow and we watched Elf and Home Alone, the latter of which I had actually never seen before. Also, there was a cute boy there with a beautiful smile and good eye contact. Now you may ask, in the words of Lisa, “Mmmm, who’s he?” but too bad, you won’t find out, just in case he’s stalking me and is reading my blog… right… now.

In which case I have probably just committed the Great Sin of Terrification. Oh well.

In China, it is legal to have stem cells injected into your bloodstream for various medicinal therapies. However, because no one really understands this techniques, really crazy things have happened, like people having a foot grow out of their back. Just sit there and imagine that.

If I had to choose how to die, I would want to take LSD as I jumped out of an airplane without a parachute. It would fulfill two things I would probably never accomplish without the surety of death following: 1) trying a hallucinogenic drug, and 2) totally conquering my fear of heights, because what better way to conquer something than face it head on?

Oh and here is something special for you all. Since all of this has been really relevant already, and stuff.