Jonas Salk and Willis Haviland.

[hatethelove]

Sometimes life is funny sometimes. Ever notice how whenever someone starts off a story like this, it's rarely ever actually funny? Life has an annoying way of showing you how temporary everything is. People come and go. They die or lose touch. Time passes, and nothing seems to last. It seems you can't own anything or anyone. You can only spend time with them. Stare at a rock on the side of the road. It's been around for a thousand years before you, and will be around another thousand after. Even if you did something crazy like carry it around with you for the rest of your god damn life, it'll be a rock on the road a thousand years after you're dust in a box. Think back five years ago. Who were your friends? Who did you love, who did you hate? What did you want for your birthday five years ago? Now think of today. How many of those people are still around? How important do those hopes and dreams and fears seem now? Did getting those things make you happy? It seems at times that life is fought at the center of a snow storm. It is often violent and constantly changing, and seems so fucking important at the time. Yet, no matter how many ripples you cause or snow you kick up, the next morning when you're gone, who the hell can tell it ever happened? Clear again with the next night's snow fall. No proof you were ever there. It seems that very few people have the ability to change the entire fucking world. Unfortunatly, you probably aren't one of them. There have been people who cure polio or invent air conditioning, but I'll give you a dollar if you can name them. Once in a blue moon, someone will vastly improve the human condition, which mainly leaves humanity to bitch about the next thing they want. When's the last time you said "Thank god I don't have polio!" Unfortunatly, most people only appreciate the importance of what they want, while they don't have it. But I'm getting of base. Temporary. Yes. My biology professor once told me that if you squeezed all of planet Earth's time in the cosmos into 24 hours, all of all of humanity's recorded history would be the last two seconds. Now, think how important that video game you want is, versus all the time you've spent playing and thinking about it. How important is any of this shit going to be in five years, and how important are YOU going to be in five hundred? I always hear, and have probably myself said, "All you can do enjoy the time you have." Conversely, that's all I seem to see people do. They spend so much time buying shit they don't need and pleasuring themselves in any way they can think of. Everyone seems so hell bent on enjoying themselves they never seem to try anything important. Something that will last. Is that all life is? The sensation of the taste of a strawberry, then deep dreamless sleep forever? I would trade everything for something permenant. A person who won't leave, a feeling that won't fade, something constant. Something reliable. Anything. I want something I can count on. Something that's forever.

...

Well, a GOOD something...

Not like syphilis.

Oh, and first person to say something retarded like "Change" or "The night sky" Will get their fucking head chopped off.