Greetings good citizen, as we are down to the last handful of posts for blogger I have nothing 'new' to share because EVERYTHING I rage about you should already know.
The topic of my second novel is immortality of the best (albeit most frustrating) variety, that of being 'forever young'. While your biological drives would muddy your already meager mental assets the modern tendency towards hedonism would eventually jade you to the point where the only thing you would be capable of feeling is likely hatred mixed with sorrow and regret.
We desire to be forever young but we aren't equipped (mentally) to handle it.
My novel only covers the first weeks of the planet's first immortal and what a romp it is! Here's a guy that strikes the genetic lottery during his quest to preserve his ill-gotten empire that he inherited via accident of birth he remains incapable of getting out of his own way long enough to enjoy his new gift!
Enter the question nobody thinks of but that shouldn't surprise anyone considering thinking is beyond humanity's paygrade, what do you suppose is the first thing the planet's first immortal would do after bounding across the finish line? Would he 'rush to market' or would he burn the formula?
Who would you 'share' forever with? Most of us can't conceive of forever anymore than we are capable of wrapping our minds around 'eternal bliss'. Do you 'love' anyone enough to want them around 24/7? Imagine extending that to forever and a day...
Humans are a fickle lot and what 'sounds like' an awesome idea in theory often proves highly impractical should you ever have the misfortune of having your 'dreams come true'.
In case anyone was wondering, this is my 'fracture', dissecting human nature and exploring the reality behind commonly held 'fantasies'.
Ironic that reality is such a rare commodity.
What are 'they' really telling you whenever they exclaim, "You can't handle the truth?"
Usually this parses to the simple fact that if you learned the truth you would (want to) kill the responsible party.
Where do you suppose this 'reality' would lead? [Extinction by sunset?]
Took the long way home but guess where we are? The Nile.
Some of the lower functioning among you are asking yourself how I got anyway near Egypt but again I am alluding to the pun most humans are guilty of, that they live in DENIAL.
In this ostriches have nothing on us [and I say that allegorically. I know ostriches don't actually bury their heads in the sand.]
The cognizant know humans live their lives in carefully constructed fantasies, patching them up with whatever is handy whenever reality rips holes in their fragile, often delicate worldview.
Thus presented, wisdom is as fragile as the constructs that pass for reality for most of us.
Takes more than a modicum of inner strength to face reality.
You've got it, you just don't know how to use it...and the feckless have zero interest in your 'waking up'. [In fact they did everything in their power to put you to sleep.]
Wake up, wake up! There are flames all around you!
Until next time, head!
Gegner
The topic of my second novel is immortality of the best (albeit most frustrating) variety, that of being 'forever young'. While your biological drives would muddy your already meager mental assets the modern tendency towards hedonism would eventually jade you to the point where the only thing you would be capable of feeling is likely hatred mixed with sorrow and regret.
We desire to be forever young but we aren't equipped (mentally) to handle it.
My novel only covers the first weeks of the planet's first immortal and what a romp it is! Here's a guy that strikes the genetic lottery during his quest to preserve his ill-gotten empire that he inherited via accident of birth he remains incapable of getting out of his own way long enough to enjoy his new gift!
Enter the question nobody thinks of but that shouldn't surprise anyone considering thinking is beyond humanity's paygrade, what do you suppose is the first thing the planet's first immortal would do after bounding across the finish line? Would he 'rush to market' or would he burn the formula?
Who would you 'share' forever with? Most of us can't conceive of forever anymore than we are capable of wrapping our minds around 'eternal bliss'. Do you 'love' anyone enough to want them around 24/7? Imagine extending that to forever and a day...
Humans are a fickle lot and what 'sounds like' an awesome idea in theory often proves highly impractical should you ever have the misfortune of having your 'dreams come true'.
In case anyone was wondering, this is my 'fracture', dissecting human nature and exploring the reality behind commonly held 'fantasies'.
Ironic that reality is such a rare commodity.
What are 'they' really telling you whenever they exclaim, "You can't handle the truth?"
Usually this parses to the simple fact that if you learned the truth you would (want to) kill the responsible party.
Where do you suppose this 'reality' would lead? [Extinction by sunset?]
Took the long way home but guess where we are? The Nile.
Some of the lower functioning among you are asking yourself how I got anyway near Egypt but again I am alluding to the pun most humans are guilty of, that they live in DENIAL.
In this ostriches have nothing on us [and I say that allegorically. I know ostriches don't actually bury their heads in the sand.]
The cognizant know humans live their lives in carefully constructed fantasies, patching them up with whatever is handy whenever reality rips holes in their fragile, often delicate worldview.
Thus presented, wisdom is as fragile as the constructs that pass for reality for most of us.
Takes more than a modicum of inner strength to face reality.
You've got it, you just don't know how to use it...and the feckless have zero interest in your 'waking up'. [In fact they did everything in their power to put you to sleep.]
Wake up, wake up! There are flames all around you!
Until next time, head!
Gegner
Ironic that reality is such a rare commodity.
ReplyDeleteWe desire to be forever young but we aren't equipped (mentally) to handle it.
ReplyDeleteSome of the lower functioning among you are asking yourself how I got anyway near Egypt but again I am alluding to the pun most humans are guilty of, that they live in DENIAL.
ReplyDeleteThus presented, wisdom is as fragile as the constructs that pass for reality for most of us.
ReplyDeleteMy novel only covers the first weeks of the planet's first immortal and what a romp it is! Here's a guy that strikes the genetic lottery during his quest to preserve his ill-gotten empire that he inherited via accident of birth he remains incapable of getting out of his own way long enough to enjoy his new gift!
ReplyDeleteas we are down to the last handful of posts for blogger I have nothing 'new' to share because EVERYTHING I rage about you should already know.
ReplyDeleteNothing you can do...seriously?
ReplyDeleteWe desire to be forever young but we aren't equipped (mentally) to handle it.
ReplyDeleteWho would you 'share' forever with? Most of us can't conceive of forever anymore than we are capable of wrapping our minds around 'eternal bliss'. Do you 'love' anyone enough to want them around 24/7? Imagine extending that to forever and a day...
ReplyDeleteHumans are a fickle lot and what 'sounds like' an awesome idea in theory often proves highly impractical should you ever have the misfortune of having your 'dreams come true'.
Humans are a fickle lot and what 'sounds like' an awesome idea in theory often proves highly impractical should you ever have the misfortune of having your 'dreams come true'.
ReplyDeleteIn case anyone was wondering, this is my 'fracture', dissecting human nature and exploring the reality behind commonly held 'fantasies'.
Enter the question nobody thinks of but that shouldn't surprise anyone considering thinking is beyond humanity's paygrade, what do you suppose is the first thing the planet's first immortal would do after bounding across the finish line? Would he 'rush to market' or would he burn the formula?
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