What would you do?

[sophie]

The first question is whether I personally am dying or whether the world is coming to the end.

Because if the former I'd prioritize going to visit the prominent places I've never gotten to see. If the latter I'd avoid those places because they'd be absolutely packed.

Eating at a Michelin starred restaurant is certainly that something up there on my bucket list though.

 

[Synobun]

I'm already mostly incapable and financially destitute, so there's nothing I could realistically do. I'd probably just suffer from a heightened sense of existential crisis.

 

[SS-18 ICBM]

Liquidate my savings and investments and head to as many destinations on my travel list as possible.

 

[warpus]

I'm already mostly incapable and financially destitute, so there's nothing I could realistically do. I'd probably just suffer from a heightened sense of existential crisis.

Sure you could, just run out and don't pay. You could even yell out: "I'm dying I'm dying" as you're doing so for extra effect.

 

[Borachio]

Each day, if it weren't actually raining heavily, I'd make my way down to the seashore (a five minute walk away), and sit on my favourite bench for a bit. Then I'd wander round to my friend Betty's and have a bit of lunch. (If it wasn't the days she comes round to me for lunch.)

A normal kind of week for me, I suppose.

 

[Synobun]

Sure you could, just run out and don't pay. You could even yell out: "I'm dying I'm dying" as you're doing so for extra effect.

Yeah, that plan sort of falls on its face at the "run out" part.

 

[Darkflight]

I think I'd just sit here in front of the computer as per usual to be honest.

 

[Borachio]

Well, that's the point, isn't it?

If you're happy with what you're doing usually, why would you change in the face of your imminent demise?

If you're not happy with what you're doing usually, why don't you change it anyway? Why would it take an existential threat to make you change?

 

[The_J]

Dunno, cocaine and prozzies?

Yeah, same.
But not here, I'd go with my friends on a trip to somewhere (doesn't really matter where), and enjoy the time.

And I'd schedule my planned sky diving session definitely in that week too ^^.

 

[Hygro]

If you guys wanna do drugs you don't have to wait until the end.

 

[Wolfbeckett]

If you guys wanna do drugs you don't have to wait until the end.

You don't HAVE to obviously but the concept is a lot more tempting when you don't have to worry about the long term consequences of addiction.

 

[Hygro]

Addiction? You're trippin'. One time my brother said he hadn't smoked any cigarettes ever to avoid risk of addiction. I almost died.

 

[Bootstoots]

Impressive Boots. Though the principle benefit isn't really that it's fun, more that it can help you gain perspective. I'm not sure the situation being described is necessarily one where you need a perspective aid. Particularly since it really works better if you've been in the steam of preparation for several hours, hours which seem fairly limited in this scenario. The poops are absolutely heinous.

Yeah, I know all too well that it isn’t fun in the conventional way. Since this is legal, at least where I did it, I think I can talk about it here.

I went to the Peruvian Amazon back in August and took ayahuasca there. It was an experience, to say the least. I had a rough time on the first night and was completely overwhelmed by it all. I got freaked out and started loudly babbling an incoherent stream of thought punctuated by asking everybody if I was going to survive. I also lost enough awareness of my surroundings to know where the boundaries of the mat I was supposed to lie on was, and where people next to me were, with the result that I flailed around and repeatedly rolled over onto the people on either side of me. I also committed the ultimate tripping foul: I knocked my vomit bucket over onto the unfortunate person to my left. The only foul I did not commit was pooping myself. I was quite proud that I made it to the little composting toilets on time, every time, and had 100% accuracy in poop/fart discrimination, even though the ground was moving in waves under my feet and I had trouble getting to the toilet.

But even though I completely lost it and made a ridiculous fool of myself, it really helped me. I’d been having (and still have, to a lesser extent) serious issues with depression, and it helped me to understand that I really did want to live. And there was this overall understanding of what life is and how I fit in with it, which I can’t really put into words.

I guess what I’m saying about this question is that while fun is good, if I was really going to die within a week, getting more perspective would be worth quite a bit more than fun.

 

[Perfection]

write profusely-
To those I know I'd express my feelings in the most honest way I can so that I know they know how I felt.
To the world - I'd try to express some of my deepest ideas.

I'd probably bump this thread too - let's hope that doesn't happen.

 

[azzaman333]

If it's just me, I'd destroy any evidence of the things I want to keep secret. Let the various online communities I participate in that it's all about to end gg game over. Write out a few parting messages to people I care about.

Apart from that, just live as if there's no consequences. Burn through my savings, take stupid risks, just generally go crazy.

 

[REDY]

I would send angry status update on Facebook.

Then I would cry.

 

[warpus]

Yeah, I know all too well that it isn’t fun in the conventional way. Since this is legal, at least where I did it, I think I can talk about it here.

I went to the Peruvian Amazon back in August and took ayahuasca there. It was an experience, to say the least. I had a rough time on the first night and was completely overwhelmed by it all. I got freaked out and started loudly babbling an incoherent stream of thought punctuated by asking everybody if I was going to survive. I also lost enough awareness of my surroundings to know where the boundaries of the mat I was supposed to lie on was, and where people next to me were, with the result that I flailed around and repeatedly rolled over onto the people on either side of me. I also committed the ultimate tripping foul: I knocked my vomit bucket over onto the unfortunate person to my left. The only foul I did not commit was pooping myself. I was quite proud that I made it to the little composting toilets on time, every time, and had 100% accuracy in poop/fart discrimination, even though the ground was moving in waves under my feet and I had trouble getting to the toilet.

But even though I completely lost it and made a ridiculous fool of myself, it really helped me. I’d been having (and still have, to a lesser extent) serious issues with depression, and it helped me to understand that I really did want to live. And there was this overall understanding of what life is and how I fit in with it, which I can’t really put into words.

I guess what I’m saying about this question is that while fun is good, if I was really going to die within a week, getting more perspective would be worth quite a bit more than fun.

That sounds very very interesting. Didn't someone recently die going through an experience like this? I think they ended up taking too much of the substance or.. hmm I can't really remember now.

How do you set one of those experiences up? I'm not sure if I would do it, but I'm curious.

 

[IglooDame]

write profusely-
To those I know I'd express my feelings in the most honest way I can so that I know they know how I felt.
To the world - I'd try to express some of my deepest ideas.

I'd probably bump this thread too - let's hope that doesn't happen.

Ditto, pretty much.

That professor dying of cancer that gave "one last lecture", that's the example.

Spending money that would otherwise go to my wife who'd be losing the household's main breadwinner? Nah. Letting her wait on me hand and foot (moreso than she already does) for my Final Week? Yep.

But writing (and videotaping) goodbyes is where it'd really be at, for me. And probably arranging my own funeral, and depending on what I'm dying of, arranging and possibly attending my own wake/GOOB party.

 

[Sommerswerd]

I would do vastly different things for each of these two scenarios

This. So for that End-of-the-world scenario

Dunno, cocaine and prozzies?

+1, and;

I'd go find my friends and do psychedelic drugs with them, if there were any to be obtained. In order of preference: shrooms, acid, DMT, ayahuasca. I'd want to go out like Aldous Huxley.

+1. But for the I'm the only one dying scenario

Nothing different from what I would do otherwise.

This.

 

[Farm Boy]

Yeah, I know all too well that it isn’t fun in the conventional way. Since this is legal, at least where I did it, I think I can talk about it here.

I went to the Peruvian Amazon back in August and took ayahuasca there. It was an experience, to say the least. I had a rough time on the first night and was completely overwhelmed by it all. I got freaked out and started loudly babbling an incoherent stream of thought punctuated by asking everybody if I was going to survive. I also lost enough awareness of my surroundings to know where the boundaries of the mat I was supposed to lie on was, and where people next to me were, with the result that I flailed around and repeatedly rolled over onto the people on either side of me. I also committed the ultimate tripping foul: I knocked my vomit bucket over onto the unfortunate person to my left. The only foul I did not commit was pooping myself. I was quite proud that I made it to the little composting toilets on time, every time, and had 100% accuracy in poop/fart discrimination, even though the ground was moving in waves under my feet and I had trouble getting to the toilet.

But even though I completely lost it and made a ridiculous fool of myself, it really helped me. I’d been having (and still have, to a lesser extent) serious issues with depression, and it helped me to understand that I really did want to live. And there was this overall understanding of what life is and how I fit in with it, which I can’t really put into words.

I guess what I’m saying about this question is that while fun is good, if I was really going to die within a week, getting more perspective would be worth quite a bit more than fun.

Well, alight then!

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