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Glorioski wrote:My idea of hell is an eternal wait for something which never comes. Once you've done everything there is to do then that's where you would find yourself, I don't care how many films Peter Jackson can squeeze out of the Silmarilion.
I would like to watch a film about Akallabeth rather than the Silmarillion. Even if it was caused by Sauron's deception and ultimately led to Numenor's fall, I feel shivers just imagining the Great Armament - the mightiest army to ever walk the Earth since the fall of Angband - march out of the sea onto the Undying Lands. The Elves fled rather than confront the army of Ar-Pharazon the Golden, mightiest king to ever walk the Earth - who is the true power, Elves or Men?
Tadashi wrote:Once they said the world was flat...Magellan took the risk and proved them wrong.
That's a myth. Only morons believed that the world was flat in the time of Magellan or Collumbus before him.
True...but they also said Galileo was wrong...just because people condemn biological immortality and transhumanism now, doesn't mean they always will.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Whenever something happens, it is caused by something else happening. Within the roots of you becoming immortal, also lies the roots of something that has the potential to either make others immortal, or sow the seeds of your destruction. That's my theory.
That being said, I would also like to say that a mortal fights, sleeps, and lives besides death, it is an enemy as well as an ally, it is untamable. An immortal is not familiar with it. Perhaps that is another reason why the Eldar value their lives so preciously over others. They assume that because other die more easily, that they themselves are of higher value.
I will forever remain humble because I know I could have less.
I will always be grateful because I remember I've had less.
Tadashi wrote:Once they said the world was flat...Magellan took the risk and proved them wrong.
That's a myth. Only morons believed that the world was flat in the time of Magellan or Collumbus before him.
True...but they also said Galileo was wrong...just because people condemn biological immortality and transhumanism now, doesn't mean they always will.
I wasn't disagreeing with your point I just wanted to correct your example.
I see...apologies for any offense.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Jihadin wrote:Yep I can see the US government making you a lab rat.
Yeah but you would outlast the US...
Thats very true. I honestly dont see the US lasting in its current state, for too much longer. It has felt like its been turning into a gak pile really bad lately
Sides, if your a true Immortal, and cannot die, Id just soak up the bullets they fail at trying to kill me with, on my way out the door.
Jihadin wrote:Yep I can see the US government making you a lab rat.
Yeah but you would outlast the US...
Thats very true. I honestly dont see the US lasting in its current state, for too much longer. It has felt like its been turning into a gak pile really bad lately
Sides, if your a true Immortal, and cannot die, Id just soak up the bullets they fail at trying to kill me with, on my way out the door.
Be sure to laugh loudly and refer to them as foolish mortals and to look down on them at every chance. Make some friends on the way out.
Thats very true. I honestly dont see the US lasting in its current state, for too much longer. It has felt like its been turning into a gak pile really bad lately
Empires and nations rise and fall, be it sooner or later, and America is no exception.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
rubiksnoob wrote:I am willing to wager that eternal ANYTHING would in the end be a bit of a bum deal.
Only if you view it negatively.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
rubiksnoob wrote:I am willing to wager that eternal ANYTHING would in the end be a bit of a bum deal.
Only if you view it negatively.
Eternal strawberries...
Dakka Bingo! By Ouze "You are the best at flying things"-Kanluwen
"Further proof that Purple is a fething brilliant super villain " -KingCracker
"Purp.. Im pretty sure I have a gun than can reach you...."-Nicorex
"That's not really an apocalypse. That's just Europe."-Grakmar
"almost as good as winning free cake at the tea drinking contest for an Englishman." -Reds8n
Seal up your lips and give no words but mum.
Equip, Reload. Do violence.
Watch for Gerry.
rubiksnoob wrote:I am willing to wager that eternal ANYTHING would in the end be a bit of a bum deal.
Only if you view it negatively.
Eternal strawberries...
I have absolutely no idea what that means.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
rubiksnoob wrote:I am willing to wager that eternal ANYTHING would in the end be a bit of a bum deal.
Only if you view it negatively.
Eternal strawberries...
I have absolutely no idea what that means.
Well i like strawberries. They are a positive thing.
But having strawberries forever would probably make me hate them...
Like Rubiksnoob said, eternal anything would be a bum deal in the end...
Dakka Bingo! By Ouze "You are the best at flying things"-Kanluwen
"Further proof that Purple is a fething brilliant super villain " -KingCracker
"Purp.. Im pretty sure I have a gun than can reach you...."-Nicorex
"That's not really an apocalypse. That's just Europe."-Grakmar
"almost as good as winning free cake at the tea drinking contest for an Englishman." -Reds8n
Seal up your lips and give no words but mum.
Equip, Reload. Do violence.
Watch for Gerry.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Tadashi wrote:As I said, only if you look at it negatively.
Well, yeah. Anything is negative if you look at it negatively.
Then be positive! Look on the bright side, you have all the time in the universe (and more) to do everything you could ever want. In a couple of centuries, you probably won't be Human per se anymore, and the passing of the years will be as nothing.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Tadashi wrote:As I said, only if you look at it negatively.
Well, yeah. Anything is negative if you look at it negatively.
Then be positive! Look on the bright side, you have all the time in the universe (and more) to do everything you could ever want. In a couple of centuries, you probably won't be Human per se anymore, and the passing of the years will be as nothing.
I am all about positivity, make no mistake. But, failing to temper your positivity with reality is just as much of a misstep as being negative all the time. Thusly, I feel like it is perfectly reasonable to say that eternal strawberries (or eternal anything else) would lose its appeal after a while. You know, too much of a good thing and all that?
Tadashi wrote:As I said, only if you look at it negatively.
Well, yeah. Anything is negative if you look at it negatively.
Then be positive! Look on the bright side, you have all the time in the universe (and more) to do everything you could ever want. In a couple of centuries, you probably won't be Human per se anymore, and the passing of the years will be as nothing.
I am all about positivity, make no mistake. But, failing to temper your positivity with reality is just as much of a misstep as being negative all the time. Thusly, I feel like it is perfectly reasonable to say that eternal strawberries (or eternal anything else) would lose its appeal after a while. You know, too much of a good thing and all that?
Then don't obsess over it. After a few centuries, you're bound to look for a new gig.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Tadashi wrote:As I said, only if you look at it negatively.
Well, yeah. Anything is negative if you look at it negatively.
Then be positive! Look on the bright side, you have all the time in the universe (and more) to do everything you could ever want. In a couple of centuries, you probably won't be Human per se anymore, and the passing of the years will be as nothing.
I am all about positivity, make no mistake. But, failing to temper your positivity with reality is just as much of a misstep as being negative all the time. Thusly, I feel like it is perfectly reasonable to say that eternal strawberries (or eternal anything else) would lose its appeal after a while. You know, too much of a good thing and all that?
Then don't obsess over it. After a few centuries, you're bound to look for a new gig.
I'm talking about eternal life my friend. . . what if you get tired? Nothing left for you to do but die and you can't? Everything turns stale if you give it long enough.
I'll sleep for a thousand years. Then I'll make a planet of my own...create my own life.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Twilight Zone covered this...sort of. A man dies and goes to the after life. After endless pleasures(essentially living in a casino) he has this conversation.
Tadashi, I seriously recommend the same book for the third time. You will really dig it. Lazerus Long doesn't get super powers on top of his (apparently) unending longevity, but Heinlein does a great job discussing and describing the kind of ennui that can ensue, the impact on relationships and love, and the ways a person could potentially keep life fresh and exciting despite it all.
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Mannahnin wrote:Tadashi, I seriously recommend the same book for the third time. You will really dig it. Lazerus Long doesn't get super powers on top of his (apparently) unending longevity, but Heinlein does a great job discussing and describing the kind of ennui that can ensue, the impact on relationships and love, and the ways a person could potentially keep life fresh and exciting despite it all.
Heinlein isn't exactly the easing writer to find here...so far, I only have Methuselah's Children, and in second-hand form.
rubiksnoob wrote:
Tadashi wrote:I'll sleep for a thousand years. Then I'll make a planet of my own...create my own life.
Mhm. And then?
I will watch over them...what else is a god supposed to do?
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Tadashi wrote:I'll sleep for a thousand years. Then I'll make a planet of my own...create my own life.
Mhm. And then?
I will watch over them...what else is a god supposed to do?
And then?
See what I'm getting at?
I'll do it over and over again...the universe is vast. The possibilities are endless.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Sounds a lot like "Know your place and just accept it." Sorry, but that sounds a lot like what the Last Man would do instead of what the Superman would do.
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.'
Tadashi wrote:I'll sleep for a thousand years. Then I'll make a planet of my own...create my own life.
Mhm. And then?
I will watch over them...what else is a god supposed to do?
And then?
See what I'm getting at?
I'll do it over and over again...the universe is vast. The possibilities are endless.
The universe is truly endless...well, until all the black holes explode. Hopefully by then the immortal people will have found another universe. But we can talk about that somewhere else.
Possibilities being endless isn't exactly true. There are a nearly uncountable number of genetic codes for humans, but there is a limit. The universe is limited, just not in a way that usually affects humans.
There are a vast amount of trees out there. But do you count them, or would that bore you? There needs to be a lot of things that can interest you for a literally infinite period of time. Could you read the same book 100 times? 1000?
" -KingCracker
