DinosaurianStarling

DinosaurianStarling t1_iwznogq wrote

"I would build a great black hole, and nobody builds holes better than me, and I'll build it very inexpensively. I'll build a great great hole along the orbit of the moon and I'll have the moon colony pay for it." - Donald Trump the Fourth of the American Monarchy

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DinosaurianStarling t1_itkpreu wrote

In a world where everybody can develop and slowly grow their superpowers, most of the truly influential people in the world are strong, and the strong tend to be open about it. Celebrities, politicians, nobles, all stand at the top of the world in precarious game of trying to balance this mess of keeping everybody with powers in check and not exploding the world or something.

But then, there's people like Rhodes, who likes to stay under the radar. Rhodes is strong. But Rhodes is also a janitor, which culture declares should be far beneath his station.

Rhodes is a pretty tired and stubborn guy who simply refused to quit his job after he got superpowers. He's been there for years. He's good where he is. Sure, he occasionally has to clean up murders these days but all's in a Tuesday.

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DinosaurianStarling t1_it1da96 wrote

Reply to comment by Parking-Mud-1848 in [Image] The Rock by ern4243ku

But does that still apply when the guy is literally a motivational speaker and a mindset coach? I understand what you mean and this sort of thing is icky in general, but it's also Nick's job, he chose it. Is he supposed to just not be doing the work he wants to do because he wasn't born with four limbs?

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DinosaurianStarling t1_isujawo wrote

What is the meaning of life?

As the divine embodiment of the denial of divinity, this question has become my rubix cube, my biggest fascination, an obsession as well as my eternal headache. It's something I've turned over and over, twisted in every conceivable way, looking for something cohesive that I can solve and comprehend.

But I found no answers.

Just twisting colors, in an answerless sea.

Am I an error? A pre-determined construct of mana of anothers creation? Am I nothingness cursed to have a form against my nature, or am I blessed to exist when, really, it's a miracle that I have this chance and gift of life against all probability? Am I my own person, free to be as I want, or am I doomed to be as I was made?

I don't know.

Maybe... not knowing is the closest thing I've come to an answer.

Because in that strange overlap between the suffering of not knowing, and the joy in the uncertainty of there still being more to find, there's something intangible and, in lack of better words... meaningful.

Maybe, the meaning of life is simply where the highs and lows meet and overlap, in something that can be called a whole.

Then, maybe I am perfect. Rather than an error. I don't know.

Maybe that's a contradiction. But since I am a contradiction myself, please do, at least, forgive me that.

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