If I had a death clock, I would start writing a book. I would write, and write, and write until I got tired. Then once I got tired, I would call up the hottest chicks I knew and would convince them to come sleep with me *wink wink*. After I wake up from my sex-coma, I'd hit up my buddies and get really baked and drunk with them while shooting the shit. Continue with the book following those festivities. Once I got tired this time, knowing I still have time, I would go and talk to my mother whether she be dead or alive. I would tell her everything I try to remind her of now; how much I love her, how great of a leader she is for me, and how she's taught me to truly be a good human being. Once we both accept the future and have embraced our lives to the fullest, I would depart from her.
This is where I would begin to truly walk alone. I would drop my book off somewhere where I know it will be seen by someone who would be inspired. I then continue walking from there, perhaps jogging, sprinting while bawling, maybe even skipping, doesn't matter; I would be living knowing I'm feeling human emotions.
From there, I would choose a life and death situation 3 days before the death clock ended. By this, I mean I would do something where if I succeed, I live; if not, then I don't. I would go into this situation after some meditation, but I would go at it full-force in the attempt to succeed. I say I would do this because I've never lived without fear. I want to face my ultimatum head-on. Perhaps I make it, awesome I won't have to live with any kind of fear for the rest of my days. If not, I would have proved the death clock wrong. By doing this, I prove the point that no matter what you do today, there's an ultimate outcome - death. It's what you do with your time until you die. Until you die, everyone should be making figurative leaps-of-death to better their lives because they know that's what they want. In my case, though, it would be literal.
Hopefully with my book and unknown time of death (as I want to be alone while I die (with Bob Marley on in the background)), I would be able to affect at least one person's life in a very positive, poetic way.
I would die a happy man knowing that someone is now living as a happy man.
What about you Chill, what would you?