Yourself?

Was gathering wool just now, about assorted unimportant mysteries in life. About the fragility of life, and how quickly it is ended.

The human spirit may be astonishingly resilient, but the body is weak. Any moment, a mask donning, chainsaw wielding dark leather aficionado fond of metal chains and nose piercings might come out of the dark alley and, with a deft twist of his hand, end your pathetic little life. How he'll shriek with inhuman delight at his deeds, and the power he wields.

So - life is precious. We must treasure each moment, no? On further thought, I realised that this oft repeated maxim is gobbledygook. If you want to decrease the chances of being felled by a chainsaw maniac - hell, all you need to do is go kill people. Become a baseball wielding killer out on a rampage. Knock out those who look like the type who'll fell you - stubbly, gritty and with messy hair. Stare into their eyes and give empty minded grins. That'll scare them off and increase your chances of survival.

Was wondering what could happen if we could polymorph... and I would polymorph into a bank security guard and rob the bank. And then transmogrify myself into another bank security guard and wreak havoc. Imagine the chaos... Can law and order reign in that sort of environment?

I suppose digging your nose is really important, and doing it discreetly and walking around looking for places to throw your boogers. If the pace of life increases, will we have time to pick our noses? Because if not, our noses will just become blocked and we won't be able to breathe and we'll die of suffocation and what not and have to have operations to remove the accumulated gunk and get sinus and asphyxiate in our mucus and die a horrible death gurgling in some gutter...

Let's not discount the small things in life. Thoughts?

posted by Agagooga @ 3:43 pm