I had never hoped to be around too long, but the idea of a long life grows more appealing with age. With a heart problem, then depression and anxiety that sets my heart to pounding its way through this minimum-security Cage called Body... I was almost resigned.. Then there was a funny conversation, the summer of my 26th year while on the road with Grimskunk, that made me wish for longevity for the first time. Hours of driving lead us to listing all the musicians we could think of that have died at the age of 27. There's a lot, it's spooky. I remember a) wishing for more than a year, and b) appreciating the fact that I was with folks that had made it over the hump and still rock hard.
Prior to that, I really romanticized the general obsession society has with artistic potential cut short: But last night, as I stood swaying to the sounds of a Nirvana cover band, with NO plans to dwell on emotional pain OR smoke a cigarette, I realized I want to keep living for as long as life will allow.
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I will leave you with an article of a woman who loves the art of movement, recommends a positive outlook, and unwittingly marched her way into the Guinness Book of World Records: http://ca.sports.yahoo.com/oldest marathoner.
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*I chose this for the list of celebrities; I do not endorse this 'zine, or any other hip, half a** guides to seeming informed. For example, I personally wouldn't call Roman Polanski a "genius", and I wish Screamin Jay Hawkins (and others!) would come back from the grave to smack someone for calling Buddy Holly the "rock and roll inventor". *RAGE*LIES*DOYOURRESEARCH*
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As an aside, I must state that I wholly support euthanasia, and I strongly believe that a lot of (successful) suicides are acted out through a sense of necessity. I don't wish a long life on anyone who doesn't want it.
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