[color=darkred]It feels cramped, small, and boring.
I mean yeah its beautiful, and if I were ever able to get off, I know I would want to come back.
But I cant really stand it here. Feeling kind of imprisoned lately.
I know it sounds stupid cause its kind of impossible to get off,
but I cant help it.
I mean what if this planet is just the beginning of our existence?
Just the introduction to what we consider life.
I also find myself tiring of all these little branches that we’ve spent our time creating and dwelling on. Not things like the internet, just little things…
I mean seriously, Tivo ? Do we need 2,000 television channels + the ability to record them all?
Since when did convenience become all that matters? Is that what life is?
How to get by easier until death? How to spend less time using your mind and… standing?
What value does convenience hold?
I just wish we would spend less time inventing new ways to make us lazier and fatter, and a little bit more sending people out there.
Why don’t people care?
We are on planet earth, and in space is… EVERYTHING else.
I just dont get it.
And yeah, I know there is alot the government doesn’t tell us,
but still I think we would know by now If we had already contacted
another life form.
I know me saying this doesn’t mean anything, its basically just a 19 year old college student whining but…
haha Thought it would be interesting to discuss.
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