Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Deleting . . .

Space is awesome. No doubt.

I've often wondered what kind of experiences I would have as a deep space explorer. Not the popcorn and candy sold at silver screens and television addict support group meetings(?), but the real life shit. The real future. Sadly, I know that my demise would be swift and unforgiving; At the hand of a nightmarish, otherworldy creature. . . or slowly drifting through space until my air supply runs dry.
Hmmm . . that's bleak.

The future is terrifying.

"Barely a 10th of children in some areas can repeat even one nursery rhyme and, in extreme cases, some do not even know their own name."

Nursery rhymes? Really?

(Franks)x

1 comment:

  1. just smoke lots and lots and lots and lots...wait a minute......ok... lots and lots of weed. you'll be fine while you're floating in space. you probably wont feel a thing while getting attacked by the nightmarish, otherworldly creature. it'll only itch and then everything will go blank as you drift into the afterlife.

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