(February 22, 2013 at 8:18 am)Ben Davis Wrote: Oh, I dunno, I'd be OK with living 'forever'. I think there's so much to do, so much possibility, so much potential for personal reinvention that I could keep myself purposfully occupied. To steal your imagery, it would be like life with an endless menu, feeling in endless contexts.
And yet... already am I become weary of the boredom. Personal reinvention might be fun the first time you do it, but after a while you realize that you're playing the same character... only the faces change.
The menu may be 'endless' in possibilities, but aside from an occasional momentary brilliant culinary combination that you haven't tried before: the universe's bland ingredients will be served in ways that are bland, raw, that'll make you sick, overcooked, needlessly complicated, and generally unappreciated.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8rnMc22AG8
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
