Once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains,
however improbable, must be the truth. - Spock, Star Trek.

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.  A happiness weapon.  A beauty bomb.  And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.  It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air.  Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas.  And we wouldn't go cheap, ( Read more... )

Well, see, that's my whole point. I mean you could've been born a single cell organism on the planet Zortex. In fact, given the odds, it's probably more likely, but you weren't. You we're born a human being. And not just any human being in the history of human beings, but a human being that gets to be alive today. That gets to listen to all kinds ( Read more... )

Perhaps it's called the end of the world because it's the end of the games, because I can go to one of the villages and become one of the little boys working and playing there, with nothing to kill and nothing to kill me, just living there. As he thought of it, though, he could not imagine what "just living" might actually be. He had never done it ( Read more... )

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OKAY, HELLO THERE BITCHES & HOES.
MY NAME IS BLAKE... but you already knew that, didn't you. this journal might just be the coolest thing you've ever come across. i don't know, cause i don't know you, but it still probably is. it's basically whatever the hell i want to say and whatever thoughts pop into my brain that i feel like i want to write down ( Read more... )