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After Life: Your most cherished memory?
Loren Michael
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/After_Life_(film)
Put yourself in the position of one of those recently dead people. What is the memory you take with you? And, if you're feeling charitable, why?
The movie is set in a structure resembling a decrepit travel lodge or social services institution. A group of people who have just died check in at the beginning of each week, and the "social workers" resident in the lodge explain to each guest their situation. The newly-dead have until Wednesday to decide what the single happiest or most significant memory from their life is, and then for the rest of the week the workers make short movies to recreate each person's chosen memory.
At the end of the week, the movies are shown in the screening room. As soon as each person sees his or her own memory, he or she vanishes to whatever unknown state of existence lies beyond and takes only that single memory with them into eternity.
Put yourself in the position of one of those recently dead people. What is the memory you take with you? And, if you're feeling charitable, why?
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(edit: no, this has nothing to do with sex. Seriously.)
Oh, then fuck. I'm totally making one up.
"That time a hundred ninjas broke into my house and I fought them off in my boxers using only my dog's leash as a weapon"
Eh. All memories are approximations that change over time; the point of contention would be the accuracy of the approximation.
Loren: your link is broken.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Did you skip your birth?
Because seriously I don't want to watch myself get surgically removed from my mother's uterus, and I can only imagine how much weirder it would be had I been squeezed out her vagina.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
I would like to agree with your optimism Feral. I just made the assumption I should answer the question as if I was just instantly killed so I could put down something.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
I'd probably pick the weekend I lost my virginity.
(Yeah, it took all weekend.)
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Also, Loren's question implies that we can choose the memory we take. In other words, that we have the free will to make a choice. Interesting...
I understand the question.
I just hope to live a little while longer yet and that once I die I'll have an experience that I can point to unequivocally and say, "This right here was the peak experience of my life."
Otherwise, I'm dying before my time, which is a little depressing to think about.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Yeah, the film starts off a really slow...
If you ever need to talk to someone, feel free to message me. Yes, that includes you.
We were both just very much in need of some satisfaction.
So I guess the virginity-losing part of it didn't take all weekend but there was a lot of preamble and denouement.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
If you ever need to talk to someone, feel free to message me. Yes, that includes you.
I wasn't all that young but yes.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
They don't make it anymore though, which is one the ways in which the universe hates me.
Personally going to go with first successful pass on 4 horsemen in naxx.
However, the ring will never leave your finger, and you will be unable to ever describe to another living person what you see.
This is especially likely as from my mother's, husband's, and my own lives and choices would cast us to different parts of the afterlife, as presented by the Christianity I was raised on (though have never 100% believed in.)
As I'm trying to remember a memory that wouldn't make me sad, I couldn't. I thought about ice cream and other foods, places, etc. but memories of any of those things would be bittersweet if I knew that I had once experience them and never could again. Of course, if your memory dictates the la-la-land you go in to, I'm making one up where everything I ever wanted was all together, and would then surround me in eternity.
So you mean that reliving your best memory over and over again isn't all it's cracked up to be?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
No, the film is vague on this because the people who work at the way station have not passed on to the afterlife themselves, and we do not know what occurs to people who have passed on. All we know is that they take only that memory with them, and leave the rest behind.
Perhaps they experience an afterlife built around that memory, or perhaps a soul accumulates these memories from many lives, or perhaps some Elder God awaits just beyond the edge of infinity to consume these pleasing memories along with the hapless souls that carry them.
We just don't know.
I never saw her smile so much or show so much PDA. It made me feel special and honestly its kinda making me choke up a little just thinking about how awesome that feeling was. Then she kept wanting to make out with me (she'd been go 2 1/2 weeks) on the car ride home with her mom and aunt in the front seat. Awkward, yes.. but it was an awesome feeling to know she missed me that much.
We got back to her house and she was all wired and wanted to unpack. I was just like, "Hey. Chill, come lay down." So she was just "Just for a second." We cuddled for about 5 minutes and she was out. I lied there with her for a while and then excused myself. She was adorable.
That or the time we were in my room snuggling listening to music on my iPod. I had a playlist of "our" songs. A Coldplay song, Swallowed in the Sea, came on and I started to singing it to her softly while just brushing her hair out of her face. When the song ended I gave her a really deep and passionate kiss. She started crying afterwards and held onto me really tight.
Man. I miss that girl.
I was out riding bikes at night with this girl I'd been seeing. We're both kind of poor, and there's a bakery nearby that throws out all its bread at the end of the day; if you don't get freaked out about eating perfectly good food out of a dumpster (which only holds bread), you can get really awesome bread for free.
So we park our bikes, rummage around, and pull out a bunch of stuff and pack it in our bags. We were both hungry, so we dug into one baguette. Just then it started raining--not hard, but like that misty Pacific Northwest rain. So I'm sitting next to this awesome girl, eating free delicious bread, having a good conversation in a light rain at night, in the middle of a parking lot. And all of our safety bike flashers are still on so there's like rave lighting going off all around us.
I don't know, maybe it doesn't seem particularly awesome when I describe it, but it was like something out of a movie, and at that moment I was totally content.
Just to get into the spirit of things though, I'll choose the time I spent like 10 hours just talking with an ex-girlfriend. Or the first Kael'thas kill after 3 weeks of wipes.
For example, I just remembered one time my friends and I were in front of my apartment playing with my basketball. One of my friends is high as a kite and proceeds to continously drop the ball. He gives up and starts playing soccer with it while yelling "Telemundo!!!!!"(the spanish channel that shows soccer). Every time he tried some sort of soccer move he kept yelling it. My other friend and I were laughing our asses off and it became our inside joke for serveral weeks.
Is that the best memory? I don't think so, but it was great one.
Anyway, at my parents' new house and I was standing on their unfinished deck speaking with my mom and stepped backwards off the deck (which had no railing). I had enough of my wits about me to roll with the fall, so I didn't hurt myself at all. The dog, who was just a few weeks from dying, ran up to where I sat, covered in grass, and dropped into a roll beside me, obviously believing that I had fallen down in order to play with him.
I never saw him alive again after that.
I want that moment back.