Discovering the Relevance of Words
If I died prematurely, I would want my friends to quote Walter Sobchak from The Big Lebowski, and say “Life does not stop and start at your convenience, you miserable piece of shit,” because I don’t believe in grieving for the dead, only the celebration of life and the continuation of one’s ideals and dreams. One should think about how that person wanted to be remembered and try to embody that. It’s hard to think that someone would actually want their loved ones to be miserable and mope around when they are gone, and if they did, they probably weren’t a good enough person to waste your time grieving about. I don’t want my loved ones sobbing for months or falling into nihilism and carrying around ferrets. Grieving is an inevitable part of the healing process after a loved one dies, but it shouldn’t drag on and ruin your life, like an anchor snagged on my casket, deep in the sea of sorrow. When a loved one dies, you’re going to be entering a world of pain. Walter did not watch his buddies die face down in the muck in Vietnam so we can sit around and grieve for the rest of our lives.
Life is like bowling; you get strikes sometimes and gutterballs others and you may only hit a 7-10 split once but in that moment it will be so very rewarding; you build up a score, frame by frame, and in the end you measure your greatness by how close you got to your goal, your dream, the perfect game, the mighty 300. You may not make every shot you intend, you may not always finish the frame with a spare; life, or bowling, isn’t always going to go the way you want it to and you just have to stay in the game. Sometimes you may step over the line and a Vietnam veteran may pull a gun on you, but you have to play close to the line, and crossing it is inevitable occasionally, for you can make better rolls when you have your toe to the line. When you come to the end of the game, remember that millions of games of bowling have been played before you and millions more will be played after you.
When someone is stolen from your life, like a Dude’s rug, don’t let their absence ruin your life; they may have tied the room together but the room is still there when the rug is gone.