Ultimate Question
When you die, would you rather be forgotten, or be remembered because everyone hated you so much? Be forgotten forever, or be dead but hated? Which would you choose?
Sometimes, I just want to be free. Free of everything. Of all constraints. Morals, walls, conscience, friends, parents. . . whatever. I just want to fly free. Left alone in my own daydreams. I wish my daydreams were real. Stuck here forever on this forbidding planet. Never can we ever get off and just leave. We can't ever get away from humans. Humans and their despicable behaviour. Humans killing humans. Hating, swearing, fighting, slandering. If aliens really did exist, and ever did really visit this planet, I could see why they'd want to blow us up. You notice in most scifi it's all about some superior alien race coming to earth and blowing us up. Why? What if we were to ever spread out into the galaxy? Destroying other worlds, ruining other races, hating other things. It's probably for the best that we're stuck here.
Was that depressing enough for anyone else? Yeah, me too.
When you think of the number 2 in your head, what color is it?
For me, it's
blue.
My numbers: 1 is white,
2,
3,
4,
5,
6,
7,
8, and
9.
posted by Val at 12/28/2001 02:09:00 PM
