"It's not the dieing that I mind so much ... I know I can live dead.

It's the fucking resurrections that are killing me."

Well said, my friend. Well said. I too, know I can live dead. And I have tried alone. It's just this damn resurrection thing that wears us out, because we don't want to stay dead in the place where we last dropped. It wouldn't be such a struggle if we would just accept our lot in life. But I want different also. I want a resurrection.

Skyshark... you did well with this post. Thanks guy.
For now we see through a glass, darkly.