What if They created It? The Exilir of Eternal Life. A Virus perhaps. Engineered in some secret underground laboratory echoing with screams and silences.
The cure to all disease. Un-killable soldiers, regenerating like the Wolverine.
What if it was placed on a pedestal in the middle of Times Square and anyone who wished could walk up, plunge the syringe into themselves and become immortal?
Imagine, if you can, Living Forever.
Imagine working to make both ends meet, working everyday, forever.
Imagine watching the world go by, isolated by your foreverness.
Imagine the silence, when everyone else is gone.
Imagine living and living and living, even when life becomes intolerable.
Imagine watching the end of the world.
Would you inject yourself, and feel eternity in your veins?
Endless happiness?
Or just plain endlessness?
No wonder J.R.R. Tolkien called death the Gift of Man. He imagined a mysterious place over the sea, where the Immortal Elves went eventually.
I don't want to die just yet, but I don't want to live forever either.
DO YOU?
Hmmm deep... Coincidentally I've been thinking about the same thing recently, I owe that mostly to the Anne Rice series of books - Vampire Chronicles!
ReplyDeleteOh and please do use the 'spell check' option next time before you publish the entry. I have been noticing a lot of spelling errors in your previous entries as well, but didn't point em out. Tsk tsk!
hmm.
ReplyDeleteand i thought i was deep.
bravo!!
finally a post that makes sense.. actually, finally, one that isnt ur usual silly, frivolous style. and its actually good, too.. try exploring this style, its more readable than the general stuff u post..
ReplyDeleteSo much deeper than what you usually most. Im not quite sure if I enjoy this style.
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