think about it..

[Aeon]

Imagine this:

You're on an airplane, sleeping with your head against the window, your heart set on being home this time three hours from now. All of a sudden, something goes very wrong. The plane stops moving across the air and instead starts falling through it. The lights are flickering and the movie is skipping. The plane dips hundreds of feet in seconds, and the yellow cups fall from the ceiling. They're a brighter shade of yellow than you remember, because unlike the demonstration, these cups have never been handled before. "Flight attendants take your seats now", you hear, the pilot's voice trembling over a cacophony of alert tones. You get that smell in the bridge of your nose like you've just been hit with a football. That's what the fear smells like. The plane is going down.

Four more drastic drops in under a minute. People are crying. For all the folklore about how your life flashes before your eyes, you're remarkably fixed on one vision - your parents. They're sleeping at this very moment, in a bedroom so quiet they can hear the clock in the kitchen. And you can see them, clear as can be. You wish you could see a playground or a first kiss, but all you can see is your parents sleeping. Huh. Well, that's that.

Several long minutes go by. Then, all at once, the lights come back on and the plane somehow rights itself. Some people cheer, but most people cry harder. The plane lands about an hour later, and as soon as you feel that touch down - hell, even when you were within 50 feet of the ground and could still technically survive a fall - you realize that however you brokered the deal between you and God worked; you've just been granted life in overtime.

Here's the question: what do you change? Whom do you call that you haven't spoken to in years? Whom do you realize has been toxic to your heart and drop with surprising ease? What trips do you cancel, and what trips do you book? What can't you be bothered with anymore?

[So Warped]

Here's the question: what do you change?

I'd stop reading The Public House>Serious Discussion!

[Mikey:)]

Id stop flying with Easy-Jet

[Aeon]

oh you guys suck.

[DnD]

first, id call Aeon, and tell her, 'You fuckin jinxed my flight!!'

then id probobly sue the shit out of the airline company and quit my job. then i can think of a few lost loves i might try to rekindle, and go backpacking all through different crazy places. (Y)

but honestly, its hard to say really what i would do...

[Davecat]

I'd get right on another flight... just to push my luck :D

[Uganja]

Gods got nothing to do with luck.

I'd carry on as normal

[bongobaba]

It would be nice for Aeon if at least one person discuss about the way a traumatic experience would change his life. I can't do it myself, I agree with you guys (except Mickey, I prefer low costs :) )

[hoos]

I don't think any of us could really answer that question aeon. I think that is an answer you only know if you go through something like that. I mean I could say I'd try and be nicer to my friends, call them every once in a while instead of having chance meetings. But I don't really know what I would do.

[TraPStaR]

I'd stop reading The Public House>Serious Discussion!

That is so true... best way to stop the thoughts :P

But honestly I would be nicer to people in general for at least a week then forget about the flight then go back to normal. not going to lie.

Luck... no... its all skill of the pilot that has to deal with the flight and seeing death and stopping it, i would have to say he is the one to thank... NOT GOD...

TraP

[Jimmy James]

I almost died is a car accident, and yeah, it changed me... for a couple weeks. then I just went back to being the same ol' me.

the only I can really say I took from it is I don't get bothered by things as much as I used to, if that makes sense.

[tim|away]

Imagine this:

You're on an airplane, sleeping with your head against the window, your heart set on being home this time three hours from now. All of a sudden, something goes very wrong. The plane stops moving across the air and instead starts falling through it. The lights are flickering and the movie is skipping. The plane dips hundreds of feet in seconds, and the yellow cups fall from the ceiling. They're a brighter shade of yellow than you remember, because unlike the demonstration, these cups have never been handled before. "Flight attendants take your seats now", you hear, the pilot's voice trembling over a cacophony of alert tones. You get that smell in the bridge of your nose like you've just been hit with a football. That's what the fear smells like. The plane is going down.

Four more drastic drops in under a minute. People are crying. For all the folklore about how your life flashes before your eyes, you're remarkably fixed on one vision - your parents. They're sleeping at this very moment, in a bedroom so quiet they can hear the clock in the kitchen. And you can see them, clear as can be. You wish you could see a playground or a first kiss, but all you can see is your parents sleeping. Huh. Well, that's that.

Several long minutes go by. Then, all at once, the lights come back on and the plane somehow rights itself. Some people cheer, but most people cry harder. The plane lands about an hour later, and as soon as you feel that touch down - hell, even when you were within 50 feet of the ground and could still technically survive a fall - you realize that however you brokered the deal between you and God worked; you've just been granted life in overtime.

Here's the question: what do you change? Whom do you call that you haven't spoken to in years? Whom do you realize has been toxic to your heart and drop with surprising ease? What trips do you cancel, and what trips do you book? What can't you be bothered with anymore?

What would I change? I have no idea, I've never been in that situation, but I think when you're so close to the end and master to cheat on death there are a lot of questions in your head.
What have I done with my life? Should I have taken more chances? Have I said what I wanted to say? Have I lived my silly life to the fullest?
You'll always find something that makes you look like a chicken. Also, there will be lots of room for improvement which hurts once you realise it without having the chance to fill it. What I find pretty interesting is that we need such an experience to reflect upon the most important things. Are we too stupid to do it before it's too late?

Maybe we're too distracted by useless rubbish on a daily basis which makes us neglect the black and white vision. Obviously, in that situation you won't get distracted by anything, therefore you will understand what's really important in your life and what isn't. What have you neglected and for what price?

[So Warped]

What would I change? I have no idea, I've never been in that situation, but I think when you're so close to the end and master to cheat on death there are a lot of questions in your head.
What have I done with my life? Should I have taken more chances? Have I said what I wanted to say? Have I lived my silly life to the fullest?
You'll always find something that makes you look like a chicken. Also, there will be lots of room for improvement which hurts once you realise it without having the chance to fill it. What I find pretty interesting is that we need such an experience to reflect upon the most important things. Are we too stupid to do it before it's too late?

Maybe we're too distracted by useless rubbish on a daily basis which makes us neglect the black and white vision. Obviously, in that situation you won't get distracted by anything, therefore you will understand what's really important in your life and what isn't. What have you neglected and for what price?

I'd stop reading The Public House>Serious Discussion!

I'll never learn:(

[Kruger]

I've had a flight of this kind. It was very severe turbulence, or the plane was very small - I can't decide. Yeah I know turbulences do not cause plane crashes but it was shaking and dropping and whatever, enough to get you scared.

Well, no, you do not think of "your family" at those times because YOU are inside that fucking plane which is giving you some problems right now and you are scared as hell, so all you can think of is whether if we are all screwed or not.

It is fear, you know. Fear, and nothing else.