"All my possessions for a moment of time."

Those were the last words spoken by Elizabeth I, Queen of England, on her deathbed.

I've often wondered what she was thinking about at that moment. Was there something in her life that she had neglected to do when she had the time? Was there something she regreted? Was she just frightened, and wishing she could delay the inevitable a moment longer?

Whatever she was thinking, clearly she understood that her tremendous wealth was no longer of any value whatsoever at that moment. It was all just worthless junk to her, as she gazed out beyond the precipice of eternity.

If she had her life to live all over again, would she live it any differently?

I don't know. I just wonder.

I hope when my end comes, I find no reasons to need more time...

she's probably missing something significant in her life and couldnt find the thing that filled the void within her to make her feel complete.
i hope ive fufilled my life to its fullest potential. i do agree with you country boy. i dont want to find reasons to need more time either.
i'll leave a beautiful corpse. :)

I don't think I'll leave a beautiful corpse...

I don't want to arrive at death slowly and gracefully, my body in pristine, albeit dead, condition. I'd rather arrive in my grave skidding, tumbling, and crashing- my body in an unrecognizable condition from using every last minute to live life to the extreme :D

(Figuratively, not literally :P)

I've always believed Elizabeth wasn't talking about material possessions as much as she was simply commenting on the fleeting nature of time and life, of how the "possessions" of her life were completely temporary and insignificant in comparison to the span of history, which she was always keenly aware of.

I hope I don't leave a beautiful corpse, either. I hope it's old, wrinked, worn out, and exhausted from a life fully and completely lived. Heck, I'm only 45, but I'm already halfway there on most of those, except possibly wrinkled. And that's only because I withstand sun well. Here's to people looking down at me in the coffin when I'm 110 and saying, "God, she was old. Check out that skin on her neck."

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Originally Posted by birdgirl73

Here's to people looking down at me in the coffin when I'm 110 and saying, "God, she was old. Check out that skin on her neck."

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lmao

When I die I want to be composted and fed to a redwood tree.

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Originally Posted by CityBoyGoneCountry

When I die I want to be composted and fed to a redwood tree.

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I'm an organ donor, but i think that i'd like to be cremated after they nab my organs

I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered into the east wind off a cliff overlooking the ocean.

this instance just reminds of me of the scene in The Labyrinth(yes with David Bowie) where Sarah is trying to be convinced that she can relax and forget about everything because she has her material possessions.

I wish I could have an in depth conversation with a bum that hasnt burnt out on crack. I remember my friend talking about back sometime in the 1920's on a cruise ship, some wealthy men lit their cigars with 100 dollars bills.

I responded with, imagine how thrown off the story would be if a complete bum walked up to these men and lit a cigar with a 100 dollar bill he had found.

i dont think that has much to do with the story.. i guess i kind of got sidetracked... anyway, i hope you see my point.

when i die i want to be cremated and kept safe in my wife's douch bag

Something I say is when you die you can't go with a bag of money in your hand, then recently I heard someone say no one lays on their death bed and says that they wish they worked harder, rather they regret not spending more time with their children and loved ones, or missing out on experiences in life.

Yeah, I live by what my dad had told me, it's in my sig, "No one ever put 'I wish I worked more' on their gravestone...

I live by it every day. I don't work more than I have to in order to get by. I take every free moment to have as much fun as possible, whether it be riding a rollercoaster, or napping with the rain beating on my roof.

when i die i want to be buried in he middle of no where in the alaskan wilderness, or somewhere in the rockies, like as far away from civ. as possible. then have a tree planet above where my body is, so it can grow drawing nutriets from my body... maybe loved ones will get GPS coordinates so they can come visit =) anyways, yeah life is not worth living unless your are wringing everybit of juice you can out of it.

this thread makes me sad n i was in a really gd mood :( grr dnt want ma brain 2 b thinking like this im gona read that funny thing again. I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, "You're gonna have to move, you're blocking a fire exit." As though if there was a fire, I wasn't gonna run. If you're flammible and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit.
hahaha im i n gd mood again

Maybe she was using Newspeak, a la George Orwell:

"All my time for a moment of possessions."

Maybe she was just stating the purpose of her life.

Is that profound or just stoned logic? Hmmm.