it's late. it's also the first night in a longgg while that i have all to myself. met up with the mates for pre-shoot buzz and supper. played guitar, had dinner at dinner time.
a conversation in a car about calories' effect on prolonging your life got me thinking.
do we really want to prolong our lives?
i'm fine with death now. maybe coz i don't have kids. i don't see why prolonging life should be a worthwhile cause for me personally.
instead, i'd like to know how i can engineer the perfect death for myself. these days, i fear "how" i die, rather than when i die.
there're plenty of worse case scenarios.
cancer - slow and painful.
STDs - slow, no sex and painful.
stroke - debilitating and slow.
gangrape in a public toilet by the plus highway - painful, malu
car accident - ugly, maybe painful
etc.
i'd like to die of a heart attack, preferably in my sleep or at the tail end of an orgasm. never mind when yet. that i really don't mind leaving up to god. but with the advent of so much research into causes of death, i'd like to know how i can rig it so that i die of a heart attack specifically rather than any of the worst case scenarios above.
should i eat more mayonnaise? clog up my arteries more? smoke?
i need to figure out how to increase the risk of dying of a heart attack, while reducing the risk of dying because of any of the above (cancer, stds, etc.)
i'd pay money for a book that would teach me how to get the death of my choice, rather than teaching me how to prolong my life. But ultimately i never want to be so healthy that it would take me 20 years to die after a paralysing stroke - what's the point in that?