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Maverick Wolf
Member

since 1999-11-13

Posts 94
Scandia, MN

0 posted 2001-01-03 12:16 PM

To read this, you must humor me enough for you to put yourself into this situation and actually think about it.  With that said, allow me to bring you on a magical journey of the mind, spirit, and soul.

You are returning on your private jet from a trip you have taken.  Where did you go, and why did you go there?

The jet is starting to taxi down the runway and you turn on some music.  What are you listening to?

It’s a small, but luxurious jet.  Only three people are with you, who are they?  Why are they there?  Who’s sitting next to you?  Who’s sitting across from you?

You’re going down the runway now, ready to return home.  You turn and talk to your guests.  Who do you talk to?  What do you say?

The jet lifts gently off the runway and starts to climb into the air.  Suddenly, there is an explosion.  The plane is engulfed in flames.  It crashes, and everyone dies.  There is no suffering, and there is no time for any last words or great speeches.

Where were you coming from?  Who was with you?  What were your last words?  Do you feel satisfied with the way that you left this world?  Are there things you still wanted to do?  Are there things you still wanted to say?

Life can come and go at any time without announcement.  If we live as if there is always a tomorrow, we will never be ready to pass on.

I’d be interested to hear what each of you put into this story and how you’re left feeling.  If you do not want to, that is your freedom.  Maybe this isn’t the place for this post since you write most of the story.  But if it is, I hope you enjoy.

Yesterday's history, tomorrow's a mystery, and today is a gift. That's why they call it the present.

Dawn Eclipse
Senior Member

since 2000-01-31

Posts 637
The Horsehead Nebula

1 posted 2001-01-03 10:48 PM

Interesting piece Jason. I've never read something like this. I think i'll do it for yah, but I want your take on this as well. it make me happy. hehehe

Okie. Sure I guess i'm on a jet. I went to Cape Canaveral, because I'm on one of their latest and most exciting space missions. (sorry, couldn't resist). As the Jet begins to taxi out, I put on my favorite song, Jupiter, by Gustov Holst. Sorry to say, there are 4 people with me.. can't forget a pilot.

The rest of the people are friends from my past. I wanted to show them the cape and see parts of the mission.. so next to me I have my friend Erin..(sorry, Jordan had to stay home. hehehe). Across from me is a putz that always thought he could be better than me at stuff.. but I had to prove him wrong. and the last person is a friend Krissa. my NINJA friend flies the plane with his awesome NINJA skills. hehehe. As I turn to talk to my friends, I think I'm talking to all of them, but gloating at my friend Jason (da putz) about how cool my missions are. I got what I wanted out of life.. at least career wise. I also talk to them about how life has been going.. pretty typical stuff. My last words before the plane is engulfed in flames are, "Thank you all for being here with me. I'm glad you came."

Well, maybe that's not what would happen, but it's a thought. There's always something left that i wanted to say. I probably wanted to tell my friends how much they meant to me and how much I loved 'em. no time for speeches. But, the people on the plane were just illusions.. as well as myself and the plane itself... i'm too cheap to buy/lease/or rent one of them.

thanks for this. lol. I enjoyed it. but you have to write your own.

"Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other course, no other way... No day but today"
~Broadway Musical RENT~

*Cassandra Roseen*

Dusk Treader

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Senior Member

since 1999-06-18

Posts 1187
St. Paul, MN

2 posted 2001-01-04 10:40 AM

I'm game for this kind of story... I'll try to give you mine now.

Well, let's say I'm flying home to Minnesota, I had just taken a vacation with several of my friends in honor of the memories we shared from high school (college?). We had all visited Hawaii for a week in the sun.

Of course, I'd love to listen to Pink Floyd's "High Hopes" (A very fitting song and one of my favorites) but I can't because electronic devices must be shut off during take off, landing and taxiing.

Well, I probably don't need to say that Krista is there. I don't think there is many that do not know of our love for each other. Jason Grafft is there as one of my stalwart friends. And Like Cassie there needs to be a fourth person as pilot, and who better to fly than Cassie. If you can fly a shuttle, you have to be able to fly a charter plane. And I think I'd like you to come along, Jason. There are times you can bother me or be a little too "Self confident" but you have been a pretty damn good friend over all.

Well, I'd probably talk first to Krista, and then I know Grafft would start talking, and pretty soon it would be a general hubbub and I'd probably just look on. You never know what the subject could be, it might be the trip, it might be about the aborignal people of Hawaii, or anything... We've had dinner converations on the Roman empire. LOL

I know in my last words would be telling Krista I love her. And hopefully how much I appreciate everyone of my friends. But since I don't have a chance to give last words that's hard to say. I probably wouldn't be satisfied, but I have to live with that, because I feel postive we live on (in a different sense).

I try to live in the present since only that single moment of time touches on the greatness of eternity (Thank you C.S. Lewis)

Interesting idea Jason, I'd like to see how people react and respond to this one.

Abrahm Simons

"I'm not sick, but I'm not well, and I'm so hot, cause I'm in Hell." - Harvey Danger

Secret Whisper
Member

since 2001-01-25

Posts 298
Through the Looking Glass

3 posted 2001-01-26 10:23 AM

Intresting. I was intrigued over my own answers. I went to Colorado (Pikes Peak to be specific), I went there to revist a place my father and I traveled to long ago. I was listening to some classic rock. The people with me were my significant other, my closest girl friend, and a friend I have know and trusted for many years. Why are they there? I haven't figured that one out. My significant other is next to me, my girl friend is across from me. I talk to my girl friend and tell her "Oh, I just want to go home and sleep." If those were my last words on earth I would be quite disatisfied. You write wonderfully and I feel a passionate undertone. My compliments.

~Alison~

Swamp¤Faeryie
Member

since 2000-12-04

Posts 393
fairyland....of course;)

4 posted 2001-01-26 11:18 PM

well i won't get technical,i'll just answer the questions.
i went to Ireland,because i've always wanted to go to Ireland (i had a flashing image of me riding a black horse over the moors in a purple medieval style gown in between questions,yeah so i'm a dreamer).
The music i turned on is Thrills! By Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire,and if you haven't heard of that i'd have to say something like fleetwood mac,tusk.
My best friend Shelly,my mum,and my friend Angie are with me.My mum is there because she has irish ancestry and we have both always wanted to visit "home",Shell and Angie are there because angie is irish also,and we've often dreamed aout traveling to the emerald isle. Shell is there because...well cause she's my best friend and i know she would go in a second.Shell is next to me,angie is across from me.
I talk to angie,we are recounting the events of the trip and i mention one of the more hysterical highlights of the trip when angie shot guiness out her nose in a fit of laughter over something somebody said.
My last words were something to the effect of "i'm sure we made a really great impression on the local population".i feel wonderfuly happy to be leaving this world,so yes i'm perfectly satisfied the way i left. I'd been waiting for years for some freak accident to wipe me out,although i'm very sorry my friends are also going to die.There is nothing i wanted to do,and nothing more i wanted to say,i was quite ready to be gone.i always wanted to go out flying...hardie har har

:P

swamp

Do i contradict myself?Very well i contradict myself.I contain multitudes.~walt whitman

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