An interesting topic was accidentally brought up at work today by my co-worker Hannah. We were talking about our aging grandparents and how eventually they will no longer be able to live on their own. They will need either family or other assistance to perform their daily activities.
The conversation was fairly innocent, but it got me thinking about a topic I've thought about from time to time. I know it seems morbid, but I hope they legalize assisted suicides in the future. I know some of you are thinking what's wrong with you?? But I really think it should be legalized.
Think about people who are dying from cancer. Have you ever watched someone die from cancer? It can be an extremely slow and painful way to go. What if the person dying didn't want to live through that? Why should we dictate they have to? Why should we make them suffer?
People in their 80's and 90's won't live much longer. If the oldest living person lived until 115 years old, why should someone in their 90's not be able to chose how they die? Of course, it should be their choice. If they want to live to be 115, so be it.
Everyone makes different choices in this life, why not left them choose how they leave this life too? What happened to freedom? Where did it go?
It's illegal to abuse people or animals. Isn't forcing someone to suffer in life abuse too? People should have a choice and we should accept each person's choice.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Jameson's Quest Part 3
Cynthia waited quietly, trying to feel the energy inside the room. The benefit of sealing the room, is that Nazaar couldn't sense anything happening inside the room, but they couldn't sense anything outside the room either.
Jameson stood on the sink counter and removed the double spacer. She drew her wand and put it where the spacer had been. "What do you think Cyn?"
"We know our wands were Alexandria and Eva's and our family knew the moment we were born that we would get these wands. Maybe they need to be together; here." She said pointing to where the double spacer had been.
"It doesn't hurt to try."
Both women took their wands and placed them together and pointed them towards the empty space. Nothing happened.
"Wait, remember that childhood rhyme mom would have us recite?" Jameson remembered.
"Yeah, wasn't it something like...ut supremus sic subter supter (as above so below)..."
"...nostrum prosapia mos perceptum quod prospicio (our family will learn and prosper)."
Jameson's wand shot a blue lightning bolt towards the ceiling, Cynthia's sent an identical yellow bolt. A green haze clouded the ceiling and an emptiness appeared between the spacers.
"Huh, wasn't expecting that." Jameson huffed out. They had both been holding their breath in anticipation.
Jameson stood on the sink and pulled herself into the recently opened space. She was expecting darkness, but the space was lit. There was filtered sunlight streaming in through a dust covered window at the end of the room.
"Cynthia, come up here with me. You won't believe this."
Jameson made room for Cynthia. They stood together on the ancient wooden floor across from the empty, perfectly made twin beds.
"Alexandria and Eva's?" Cynthia questioned.
"I think so - I think the spell brought us here. Wherever here is."
Together, they walked toward the beds. Unsure what would happen, they kept their wands out and their senses sharp. The dust was thick. It looked like no one had been up here for several hundred years. There was a wooden nightstand between the two beds and a closet off to the side.
As they reached the bed, they saw the reason they had come up there. Sitting on one bed was a map. On the other, a ring. Cynthia reached for the map, while Jameson picked up the ring. A slight breeze rustled the air.
"Did you feel that?" They said in unison.
Jameson studied the ring that fit perfectly on her right ring finger. There was a pentacle on the top of the ring and three crystals set inside the bottom. "This was Eva's. She knew we would find it one day. They knew we were the only ones who could find it. I feel...stronger now...like they're with us."
Watching Jameson with the ring on her finger, Cynthia couldn't help but feel the same way. The map had made her feel stronger the second she had seen it. These items had been left in the open to help them. They would show them where the talisman was hidden. They would help protect them from Nazaar when they broke the seal on the room downstairs.
To be continued...
Jameson stood on the sink counter and removed the double spacer. She drew her wand and put it where the spacer had been. "What do you think Cyn?"
"We know our wands were Alexandria and Eva's and our family knew the moment we were born that we would get these wands. Maybe they need to be together; here." She said pointing to where the double spacer had been.
"It doesn't hurt to try."
Both women took their wands and placed them together and pointed them towards the empty space. Nothing happened.
"Wait, remember that childhood rhyme mom would have us recite?" Jameson remembered.
"Yeah, wasn't it something like...ut supremus sic subter supter (as above so below)..."
"...nostrum prosapia mos perceptum quod prospicio (our family will learn and prosper)."
Jameson's wand shot a blue lightning bolt towards the ceiling, Cynthia's sent an identical yellow bolt. A green haze clouded the ceiling and an emptiness appeared between the spacers.
"Huh, wasn't expecting that." Jameson huffed out. They had both been holding their breath in anticipation.
Jameson stood on the sink and pulled herself into the recently opened space. She was expecting darkness, but the space was lit. There was filtered sunlight streaming in through a dust covered window at the end of the room.
"Cynthia, come up here with me. You won't believe this."
Jameson made room for Cynthia. They stood together on the ancient wooden floor across from the empty, perfectly made twin beds.
"Alexandria and Eva's?" Cynthia questioned.
"I think so - I think the spell brought us here. Wherever here is."
Together, they walked toward the beds. Unsure what would happen, they kept their wands out and their senses sharp. The dust was thick. It looked like no one had been up here for several hundred years. There was a wooden nightstand between the two beds and a closet off to the side.
As they reached the bed, they saw the reason they had come up there. Sitting on one bed was a map. On the other, a ring. Cynthia reached for the map, while Jameson picked up the ring. A slight breeze rustled the air.
"Did you feel that?" They said in unison.
Jameson studied the ring that fit perfectly on her right ring finger. There was a pentacle on the top of the ring and three crystals set inside the bottom. "This was Eva's. She knew we would find it one day. They knew we were the only ones who could find it. I feel...stronger now...like they're with us."
Watching Jameson with the ring on her finger, Cynthia couldn't help but feel the same way. The map had made her feel stronger the second she had seen it. These items had been left in the open to help them. They would show them where the talisman was hidden. They would help protect them from Nazaar when they broke the seal on the room downstairs.
To be continued...
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Today was one of those days. One of the days you wish you could bury yourself in a hole and not come back out until the sun comes out and the storm has passed without any more damage.
Today I learned several important lessons...
Today I learned several important lessons...
- When the spring on the garage door breaks (which happened this morning with my car stuck in it), both must be replaced. Apparently this is due to tensioning on the springs. It makes logical sense when you really think about how a garage door opener works.
- Some people just do not have a back bone and do not deserve their role in this life.
- Prioritization and plans do not work for everyone
- I have grown as a person and have more patience and more diplomacy than I thought.
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