So, it's 3 a.m. and I can't sleep, so I figured I'd get a bit of writing done and briefly foray back into the online world after a prolonged absence - due in part to being extremely busy prepping student leaders for a Kairos Retreat and due in part to struggling with some depressive tendencies - a weird combo, busy and depressed, but not so weird... depression can at once paralyze and also cause a person to be unnecessarily busy to avoid confronting him/herself... and what luck, I just used both unhealthy strategies :)
I have two stories and a poem floating in my head right now, but I don't feel like writing them - one story is too upbeat for the way I feel right now, and would just sound phony, and the poem and other story are just too depressing to put down on paper (or the electronic equivalent), so I will just resort to telling a few jokes - somewhat in the vein of the gallows humor of the comment at the end of the last paragraph.
I was just thinking in all the distopian futures, they always have suicide booths/parlors etc. This always seemed somewhat profligate to me - I know that you want to encourage such things in the dark times of the future (Soylent Green comes to mind), but I just got to thinking that it would be a lot cheaper and more effective if they just made flavored gun barrels - because who really wants that metally taste in their mouth before they die?
I guess that isn't as funny as I thought it was, but sometimes it helps to make a joke out of the more bizarre thoughts... maybe I'll go on to something a little less ... uh ... dark.
I always wanted to run my own mortuary, just so I could put truth back in advertising - my slogan would be "Your pain is our gain" - coffin sales are the most ridiculously exploitative businesses.
Guess that's not really any lighter is it?
What if alien abductions are happening? Their tech would be so far advanced it would be like us catching fish - just imagine the little fish posters underwater showing all the missing persons (or fish, I guess) and the fish police who have no leads - it's like these fish just disappeared completely from the world. And what about the ones who are caught and released - they just come back with a bizarre story of how they were swimming along like normal - spotted a tasty morsel and ate it, then they felt a searing pain in the mouth got yanked up out of the world where they couldn't breath, had a probe shoved in their mouth to remove a device (or maybe implant one??????) under the glaring light that they've never seen before, only to be thrown back in a different part of the lake than where they were eating...
Then they have to go home and explain what happened - and try to convince the other fish that it is not the cheap gin they been drinking or the methamphetamines they've been smoking, but it actually happened.
For my money, I still bet on the cheap gin and meth being the cause of human abductions...
Okay, so I'm not that funny right now, but whatever, at least I wrote something - get off my back.
Coming soon: a post on Voltaire's expression, "If God didn't exist, it would be necessary for us to invent him" in this post, then in my fiction post, a poem called "gossamer threads" and part two and three of "A Butterfly Caught in a Spider's Web"
Talk to you soon
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This post was like a Bizzaro world version of Andy Rooney's bits at the end of 60 Minutes....quite twisted and dark.....
Dark? Absolutely. Funny? Absolutely. When will you finish "The Hospital"? You seem in the right mood for it. Anywayz, I'll call you soon...we'll go get some cheap Sushi and talk about how Huckabee should be the next leader of the GOP. That or more about the 3 (or is it 4?) levels of Parrallel Universes. I like the 3rd myself: Inifinite Universes infinitely represented on a Membrane existing simultaeneously alongside one another...and how mere "THOUGHT" gives rise to these extra-dimensions...yes, I watched a PBS broadcast on Relatively and Quantum mechanics...its left me more confused than ever!
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