A Google user
Could be MUCH, MUCH better. I mean, most of the days are stuff like, "Today I caught a fish. It tasted good," and " Today I saw another ship that did not come to rescue me. Woe is me." The only part I REALLY liked was his epitaph:
Steven Callahan
Feb 26 1952 Feb 26 1892
Dreamed
Drew Pictures
Built Boats
Died
LOL!
Nicky Germain
A really involving, compelling story, beautifully written. Sadly let down by awful typos, sometimes you have to just guess at what the word is supposed to be. A shame because the story itself is so worth reading.
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Euro Consulting
We can all congratulate the writer's courage and his survival. But unless we have gone through similar life-threatening event, we can never fully appreciate what it means to be alive. Every year, thousands of people, most of them young and healthy, choose suicide in totally comfortable circumstances, and never give a fight when things are not going their way. If we can't live for searching for meaning, and resist putting our own feelings above everything else, we are still uncivilized people. We live in a society where ego is nurtured by the media and the whole humanity. Without a true belief in Christianity, more and more people are going to choose the "easier way" to conclude their lives in loneliness, more and more parents and family members will be living heartbroken for the rest of their lives. Why is man not afraid of physical danger while so fragile facing mental turmoil? Or rather, a man who is capable of defeating physical hardship will handle mental challenges better?