tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612844.post111359297858972952..comments2023-10-02T04:25:26.717-04:00Comments on Prophet or Madman: True Adventures in Junk Mail | Inaugural EntryBrainwisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05365589218358614091noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612844.post-1114230538830857282005-04-23T00:28:00.000-04:002005-04-23T00:28:00.000-04:00Riiiight. I can't die without a debt management co...Riiiight. I can't die without a debt management company? What an odd statement.<BR/><BR/>But you are welcome to it.<BR/><BR/>And you know what? I will agree with the "death clock ticking" bit. Why not? We're born into this world and the only way out of it is death. That's when I get to hang up the skin suit, this "ugly bag of mostly water" (see <A HREF="http://www.everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=389659" REL="nofollow">here</A>, <A HREF="http://www.twiztv.com/scripts/nextgeneration/season1/tng-118.txt" REL="nofollow">here</A>, and <A HREF="http://yiri.maniac.com/ch2a.html#UGLY" REL="nofollow">here</A>). But that's alright because the skin suit isn't the real me; it's simply a vehicle for moving around the physical plane. And when <A HREF="http://www.duckdaotsu.org/2death.html" REL="nofollow">death</A> takes me across the barrier, I hope I can soar into the next phase of my life with as much gusto as possible.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, Herald-Cauldron. You take care now, y'hear?Brainwisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05365589218358614091noreply@blogger.com