Friday, October 30, 2009
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Free Life in Unlife
Is life life? Is death the lack of life? I think life is still there in death. That is why I want to preserve the dead in a state more like life than death, but still like sleep (which is psychologically when we are closest to death (deep sleep)). Why am I going on about this? This has nothing to do with this blog! This isn't a philosophical or personal blog at all! It's a parody of Run Lola Run...how could it be philosophical in any way? I probs shouldn't be writing this blog at all.
"I want to play a game. All your life, you have been neglecting the existence of your death, but now it seems you are almost there. I'm sure you've noticed the blades around your neck. There's no use trying to pull them off. They won't open like that. You need the key. If you look above you, you will see it hanging on that string, just above your reach. What I have placed in your reach is a plastic extendable grabber. Careful, though. The slightest tug on that string will loosen the bolt holding a giant steel spike above your head. If it falls, you will be transformed into a shishkebab. Have fun and keep your mind sharp."
It wouldn't be hard to do. You'd just have to be careful not to break the grabber too far down. You'd just have to sharpen the edge on the cement floor (which it would have to have...if not, use the collar to sharpen the plastic) and cut the string with the extendable plastic "scissors". Make sure to catch the key and unlock the bladed collar. And hey, you don't have to be a shishkebab if you're careful.
I can't tell you why I'm posting this because I don't know. If it's any compensation, I'm feeling sexy tonight.
"I want to play a game. All your life, you have been neglecting the existence of your death, but now it seems you are almost there. I'm sure you've noticed the blades around your neck. There's no use trying to pull them off. They won't open like that. You need the key. If you look above you, you will see it hanging on that string, just above your reach. What I have placed in your reach is a plastic extendable grabber. Careful, though. The slightest tug on that string will loosen the bolt holding a giant steel spike above your head. If it falls, you will be transformed into a shishkebab. Have fun and keep your mind sharp."
It wouldn't be hard to do. You'd just have to be careful not to break the grabber too far down. You'd just have to sharpen the edge on the cement floor (which it would have to have...if not, use the collar to sharpen the plastic) and cut the string with the extendable plastic "scissors". Make sure to catch the key and unlock the bladed collar. And hey, you don't have to be a shishkebab if you're careful.
I can't tell you why I'm posting this because I don't know. If it's any compensation, I'm feeling sexy tonight.
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