What do you live for?The answers were interesting. Most folks said they lived for their families, would die for their families ,and kill for their families. Some folks said they lived for art and love, would die for their ideals, and wouldn't kill for anything. Me? I'm not sure. I've thought about it quite a bit over the last few days, and here are my answers, some lighthearted, some not so much:
What would you die for?
What would you kill for?
I live for:I feel like I should say I would kill or die for peace in this world, or to save my country, but really, enough people are dying for those already. I would only die for that if I had a guarantee from God that THIS was going to make the difference. And why would it? My life is no more vital and important than those of the people who are already dying for these things.
Kisses from Ted
Kisses from Maya
Heirloom tomatoes
Really good books to read
Ocean breezes
Warm summer nights
Rainy Tuesday afternoons
The many myriad miracles of life (sappy, I know...)
I would die for:
To save Ted and Maya
I would kill for:
To save Ted and Maya
Dinner (I murdered a salmon once in Alaska, and while it was gross and sad, it was also mighty tasty, and I'd do it again.)
Self Defense, if I had to.
How about you? If some NPR type came and stuck a microphone in your face, how would you answer these questions?
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