Sigh. I always cry at dog stories. Its been decades since Davis and Saint passed. The only thing I can describe it as is "survives guilt". I don't miss the people in my life who have left, but I miss them. What the hell is wrong with me. Sigh.
My mama is still alive and well, not even that old, early 40s or late 30s, and I cried for a good long while with that one. How can a story be that powerful? I wonder sometimes if my own memory would be good enough on its own to reconstruct a person who had already died like that. I somehow doubt it would…
They do not die until you forget. Not really, I lost my mother when she was 56 to Acute Myeloid Leukaemia. She beat it four times, but it kept coming back, the fifth time took her. But in a way she is not truly gone because we still remember her. I can hear her voice in my head if I do something stupid, ESPECIALLY if I do something stupid! Time takes much of the pain away, but you always miss them, and always remember. A person does not die until the last person who remembers them does.
If we ever make it to the stars or discover life on other planets, we need to send & translate stories like this so that aliens know just how compassionate and care while also how dangerous humanity is and encourage friendly relationships
* Sniffle *
“Good Doggy!”
* Cries a manly tear.... damnit *
#1 had me in tears and my mom is till alive! 79 and overcame covid! I felt this one.
Mine beat Acute Myeloid Leukaemia four times. The fifth time took her. She was 56.
I got hit with a truck of emotions by the first one
Same
8:06 can be summarized in one phrase “Now you fucked up”
#1 was very good and did indeed hit 🎯🎯. Bravo to both the writer and the orator.
Sigh. I always cry at dog stories. Its been decades since Davis and Saint passed. The only thing I can describe it as is "survives guilt".
I don't miss the people in my life who have left, but I miss them. What the hell is wrong with me. Sigh.
I SAID DON’T HIT ME IN THE FEELS GODDAMNIT
My mama is still alive and well, not even that old, early 40s or late 30s, and I cried for a good long while with that one. How can a story be that powerful? I wonder sometimes if my own memory would be good enough on its own to reconstruct a person who had already died like that. I somehow doubt it would…
They do not die until you forget. Not really, I lost my mother when she was 56 to Acute Myeloid Leukaemia. She beat it four times, but it kept coming back, the fifth time took her. But in a way she is not truly gone because we still remember her. I can hear her voice in my head if I do something stupid, ESPECIALLY if I do something stupid!
Time takes much of the pain away, but you always miss them, and always remember. A person does not die until the last person who remembers them does.
If we ever make it to the stars or discover life on other planets, we need to send & translate stories like this so that aliens know just how compassionate and care while also how dangerous humanity is and encourage friendly relationships
Story two: Give humans a deadline for war and they'll surpass it with ease.
That fisrts story hit me harder than my father.
Story 1, 0:22
Story 2, 4:35
Story 3, 9:11
added , thank you for letting me know
First story hit me hard
sneeky onion ninja's?
Them and the story hit really close to home for me.
I swear I don't know where those tears came from!
I work on an oil rig in Canada we had this playing over the loud speaker middle of tripping pipe 8 full grown hard men stopped for a moment of silence
So you have chosen extinction then.
For the Algorithm, For the Author(s), For the Disembodied Voice!
So a Highlander dog?
F.T.A !
For the algorithm
F.T.A
F.T.A
Story number 1: I'm a White guy married to a Black woman. Yeah, sometimes it's like that. Wouldn't trade her for the world.
31st 3 November 2023
Fta
For the algorithm