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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required you can find yourself becoming jealous, when faced with the amazing talk of the future of technology, despite the fact that us humans may fry like bacon in a frying pan due to global warming, or nuke ourselves into oblivion--- that said, it can be damned depressing to know that in fifty years the possibilities will be limitless, so different from the way things are now & yet, so unavailable to many of us who already see the clock ticking faster than it has ever gone. when you start to have genuine interest in living, you sketch out where that living can take you & never factor in that you just might be old enough to die just when it starts to get really good. sure, there is the carpe diem & there is the suffering of the world around us, which relatively is supposed to encourage a lust for every moment that we ourselves are not undergoing such torment (that is, if we are that fortunate)---but the conclusion is the same--- this fragile package of expiring tissues & veins, bones & organs, will not make it to see the things that blow our minds to ponder now, if you are in fact already half-way to the statistically lifespan of your given sex, race, ethnicity, nationality, etc.--- like a person who wakes up one morning with a disease that they’ll die from that night just a day short of the cure making the front page, the whole lot of it seems that much more pointless.
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