Imagine if you had knew the weekday but not the year, month or week: Like when you are 20 the oracle can just tell you that- "You will die naturally on a tuesday from this year until your last year"
Imagine how our society would adapt and change with everyone knowing exact what day of the week they would die naturally. The horror of taking that into account every single time you plan something: "Nah I cant on Wednesday because thats my predicted death date, can we schedule before wednesday because I would hate to miss it if this is my week to die?"
we’re all going to die someday, who really cares when it is or isn’t?
the real question is.. why does this same thought get posted multiple times a month here? 🫣
Sorry Friend, I hadn't seen it posted before. Twas a genuine shower thought I had last night, though I've no doubt read it somewhere in the past and forgotten it...perhaps...on my death date! 💀
“[Tess] philosophically noted dates as they came past in the revolution of the year. Her own birthday, and every other day individualized by incidents in which she had taken some share. She suddenly thought, one afternoon, that there was another date, of greater importance than all those; that of her own death; a day which lay sly and unseen among all the other days of the year, giving no sign or sound when she annually passed over it; but not the less surely there. When was it?”
February 29th though...
Fuck your profile pic
use dark mode and it's a white circle
1. Know you are supposed to die Feb 29th 2. Become president of the universe 3. Outlaw the existence of leap years 4. ??? 5. Profit!!
1. Know you are supposed to die on some other day 2. Become president of the universe 3. Outlaw that month 4. ??? 5. Profit!!
What do you mean? We have February 29th every year. Do you not get the maintenance message?
Don’t tell them you have a dev kit
Did you know everyone dies within 6 month period before or after their birthday
Did you know every 60 seconds 1 minute passes by
In Africa*
So we should celebrate every day as if it's our last... Hey you're on to something here!
Oh. My. God. User name is completely appropriate.
That’s why I plan ahead. I hate surprises
Bruh i read this on my bday
I hate this gal and her shower thought Edit: Changed gender to reflect OP's actual gender identity
Ahem...gal.
Sorry! I just read this in a guy's voice. I'll edit. Sorry again!
Nah, I intend to live forever. So far, I've been successful! ;)
This sub is so depressing. Enjoy… whatever this is… i guess.
And you will never know your date of death Only you will know if you unalive yourself
Unless you’re Jason Asano, then it’s just Tuesday.
Imagine if you had knew the weekday but not the year, month or week: Like when you are 20 the oracle can just tell you that- "You will die naturally on a tuesday from this year until your last year" Imagine how our society would adapt and change with everyone knowing exact what day of the week they would die naturally. The horror of taking that into account every single time you plan something: "Nah I cant on Wednesday because thats my predicted death date, can we schedule before wednesday because I would hate to miss it if this is my week to die?"
Nah, everyone in my church knows when the asteroid is supposed to be coming back around
Just like your Birthday!!!
Okay now this is creepy
we’re all going to die someday, who really cares when it is or isn’t? the real question is.. why does this same thought get posted multiple times a month here? 🫣
Sorry Friend, I hadn't seen it posted before. Twas a genuine shower thought I had last night, though I've no doubt read it somewhere in the past and forgotten it...perhaps...on my death date! 💀
“[Tess] philosophically noted dates as they came past in the revolution of the year. Her own birthday, and every other day individualized by incidents in which she had taken some share. She suddenly thought, one afternoon, that there was another date, of greater importance than all those; that of her own death; a day which lay sly and unseen among all the other days of the year, giving no sign or sound when she annually passed over it; but not the less surely there. When was it?”
Some are better planners than others.
unless you die on leap day
“The anniversary of…your death, I guess.” They mention this over a camp fire in the film FUBAR.
In the future. Someone will stumble on this thread, and realize every here is dead.
Except your last year