Hmm..
Do you ever question the air, do you ever question filling your lungs and replacing the dry stale air in the bottom and refilling it with new air, only to know that its going to eventually be replaced again, and again and again. Do you ever question death, or life, say "hey i dont want to breathe today". I wonder if when the reaper comes and I say "no, im not dieing, not today" if he will still persist and take me. Or if like Dr. Thompson, say "no life, I dont want you anymore" will death listen and come and take me then? You see, theres something keeping us all alive, theres something here that we are so fucking attached to that we cant let go, and see whats on the other side,do you ever wonder, what is over there, what is so fucking great over there........