A Life of Quiet Desperation
Accompanied by mass extinction.
Followed by a scorched earth. And further extinction.
The corker will be in 2 billion years, when the oceans dry up. Life's going to get a whole lot simpler then. Wait and see.
12 billion years, this blue planet's going to be an arid pink wasteland. Right before the entire planet gets swallowed up by the dying sun.
Then where will your "god" be?
No fear-mongering. This is really happening. I saw it all on the National Geographic Channel HD.
Forget the gaudy spectacle of billions of years. In a scant 100, we'll all be history. You and me, lurkers. Ashes to ashes.
It's remarkable how cheap life is.
And I am pissing mine away.
My hope is that the entire contents of the internet will be put into a time capsule and jettisoned into deep space before earth goes the way of Krypton. Then maybe some distant alien archeologists will pore over the shitty details of my blog and wonder over how I managed to keep going on and on and on like this. For months and years on end.
Ron Silver's got a posse. Golden slumbers fill your eyes.
Once there was a way to get back home...
Happy Monday.
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