If I write about unhappy things, you can take it at face value and imagine me to be manically-depressed. Or you could dig deeper. When we contemplate death, we know life. When we contemplate what makes us unhappy, we embark on a journey to finding happiness. Life works in reverse. I think most people pretend to be happy, we put on fantastic facades and magnificent masks that hide our true selves because we are afraid of what other people might think, because we want to fit into society's acceptance of what is perceived as "normal". My girlfriend was contemplating death which lead to some discussion on her FB wall when I came across this beautiful picture. It's interesting to see how different people respond to DEATH. Some fear it, some revere it, some couldn't careless, some are trying to come to terms with it. But for the most part, those I have spoken to who have had a close brush with death have since lived with such fierce passion and they seem to know exactly what they want. We should live like them.
On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption:
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. 'He is much better off without me ... I wouldn't make a good wife for anybody,' ... Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale's death Wiles got this picture of death's violence and its composure.
(Source: http://kottke.org/)
i like this...death is beautiful
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