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I have three topics today, so be prepared for abrupt changes in gears.
The first is I've chosen my topic for the second Lit. paper, due Mon. The editors of the textbook have taken exerpts from the Revised Standard Version of the Bible. We LDS use the King James version. The main difference I notice--well, there are two, but for the sake of brevity and more detail in my paper--is the plain speech. The former version uses "you" and "I." Our version, the latter, uses the formal "thee," "thine," "thou art" and "thou." This difference is what I'll be speaking of. Well, it's the only thing that struck me the most.
People who've tried suicide and been unsuccessful said that they realized suicide was a mistake. They'd tried to escape pain or tribulation, but they really hadn't. It was still with them on the other side. They also felt they'd broken a rule or law by trying to take their life.
Afterwards the people live better or more spiritual lives. They make sure life is lived to the fullest.
On the way home Mom turned the radio on. An old favorite of mine by Mike and the Mechanics came on, eeriely adding its two cents to taking the time to tell others how you feel before death steals them away.
The Living YearsP.S. If any of you are interested in the 10 components of NDEs or would be interested if I went into more detail 'bout NDEs in a future entry, let me know. (In other words, please respond with feedback to this idea.)Every generation
Blames the one before,
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door.I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him
In the living yearsCrumpled bits of paper,
Filled with imperfect thought;
Stilted conversations,
I'm afraid that's all we've got.You say you just don't see it;
He says it's perfect sense.
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense.
We all talk a different language,
Talking in defense.Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye.So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future.
It's the bitterness that lasts...So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate.
It may have a new perspective
On a different day,
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye.I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away.
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say.I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year.
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears.
I just wish I could have told him
In the living yearsSay it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye.
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