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Richards's Views: "Oh, I've Done That Myself a Million Times!"
While lunching with a friend today I told him of a deep existential fear which is starting to creep into my heart and mind. I am starting to fear the coming of the end of me. Not the death of me, the end of me as I know myself and as others have known me. My body will still be around, and like my granddaughter's hermit crab, some one or thing will crawl inside of me and carry me around for a while until I become too much of a physical burden and then the crab will leave and my body will stop functioning. It is an interesting question about when I will actually die, but that is another yet un-written piece.
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