Question of the Day

[ayoub]

What would you say to someone who can no longer hear your words?

Comments

[kosta-pasta.livejournal.com]

*sigh*

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

sigh?

[kosta-pasta.livejournal.com]

yes, sigh...If he/she can't hear any words, I'd sigh:))))
And then probably turn around and walk away, and will wait for better time to talk if it makes sense:)If there is a need I'll contact them, or they will themselves.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Well, in the question, I meant someone who had passed on... So, hypothetically, getting a message through to them on the other side...

[kosta-pasta.livejournal.com]

I got it already...

[inmyocean.livejournal.com]

Perhaps give them space and in time they will come and seek you of their own free will.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

I was thinking of somebody who has passed on...

But your answer works too :)

[inmyocean.livejournal.com]

Well you should of quantified that the person in question was dead.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Yes, I should have... :D

[f-l-i-r-t.livejournal.com]

I miss you...

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Yes, missing them is definitely a message to get across...

[bratt72.livejournal.com]

i would tell her all about my new son. how he has my grandpas chin. i would revel in her delight that i had named him after her.

we would talk for hours about nothing at all and it would be the most glorious conversation.

=( i really miss my gramma.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Gramma's are wonderful...

[shadowshape.livejournal.com]

I can still hear you;
I'll always hear you

love and blessed be
xxx

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

A beautiful answer, Tilly :D

[pan16.livejournal.com]

I'd say, "Good riddance. I never liked you anyway." :p

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

You are a bad bad man, my friend.... Hlarious too!

[pan16.livejournal.com]

*titters wickedly*

[kabandra.livejournal.com]

I'd show him or her a painting.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Excellent... :)

[kabandra.livejournal.com]

you just can't beat me with the whole visual thing. The ultimate goal of music is to be seen and the ultimate goal of art is to be heard. ;)

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Yep, even though the question was meant to be regarding people who've passed on... but I guess if you can show them a picture, you can communicate a lot more :D

[kabandra.livejournal.com]

oops... I just misread that. I'd simply just pray. Just tell them about your day and what you're thinking.

I don't know.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Praying is good...

i often ask...

[soul-incognito.livejournal.com]

am I doing the right thing?

Re: i often ask...

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

A very good question to ask...

[voldelange.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say anything...i don't like to do useless things :)

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Interesting...

[donnickcottage.livejournal.com]

Usually I'll go through gyrations trying to get them, dead or alive, to rethink their deafness to me; but there always comes a point when all I can say is "Cya".

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Yep... sometimes that's all you can say :)

[kalquessa.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I never got to know you better, but I'm glad we were able to spend a little time together, at least. I thought you might like to know that I memorized your favorite poem after you died. Funny thing is, I didn't even know you had a favorite poem until the funeral, when Dad mentioned it to me. It's a really great poem, by the way. One of my favorites. You clearly had a much more sensitive soul than you ever let on, if you could have such good taste in poetry. It's kind of weird to realize how much there was to know about you, and to know that I'll probably never learn most of it, now. Grandma eats nothing but oatmeal for breakfast, now. I think making eggs and bacon for you every morning for sixty years kinda wore her out on cholesterol-heavy breakfast foods. No doubt you would find this deeply amusing, if you knew. We miss you, but we're glad you're free from suffering and indignity. Props on passing quietly with a scotch in one hand and a war documentary on the tube. You always did have your own rakish flair. Much love, Grandpa. I'll hope to see you again.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

All of these are different people

[hiddenshallows.livejournal.com]

1. I didn't come to your funeral because I was ashamed and a coward.
2. If it gives you any consolation, your misery never alleviated mine in the slightest, ever. I hope your death brings you peace you never attained in life, and maybe even some to those you damaged so badly.
3. You're one of the most beautiful people - in and out, that I have ever laid eyes on.
4. I know you loved me. Thank you. I love you. We all miss you.
5. You know what? FUCK you. (x3)
6. Terrorist. Ugly word, ugly thing to be.

Wow, I have things to say!

Re: All of these are different people

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Always good to say things :)

Re: All of these are different people

[childeofloki.livejournal.com]

Well said. I went to a funeral the other day and a lady at the door handed me a pamphlet titled "Funeral Ediquette". It had a list of things not to say. Such as, "I never did trust that hospital", or in the case of a mother who lost a baby; "It's not like you got to know the kid."

Why they handed it to me, I'll never know, but no one else in that place had one that I could see.

Re: All of these are different people

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Maybe she sensed you'd need it :P

Re: All of these are different people

[childeofloki.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. Like I am tackless enough to walk around saying, "Damn. He owed me twenty bucks," or some-such. I did walk up to a random woman and tell her that I would always be there for her then walked off, but that was at the wake.

[hiddenshallows.livejournal.com]

sorry, all but three of mine are still living too, to the best of my knowledge. Didn't realise that was a pre-req.

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Quite alright... I wasn't clear with the question...

[childeofloki.livejournal.com]

The same thing I've been saying for years:

Nothing.

[childeofloki.livejournal.com]

Or in the case of someone who has died;

Everything I was too chickenshit to say when you were alive, or didn't say often enough.
And, of course, "Good night, my friend (love, dearest, enemy, as the case may be). Sleep well."

[ayoub.livejournal.com]

Good answers...