Ive been living in the same place here in wisconsin, next to a park dedicated to fallen Korean war soldiers for about 4 years now. I dont smoke very often, but when I do I have been going outside my building here and contemplating the flag in the park amongst the trees beneath the stars for all this time. Ive had a lot of philosophical discussions with myself, mostly about life extension and my place and my potential in the scheme of things. Tonight I thought something kind of new. Im blessed to be an American, as free as an american. Though tonight it dawned on me, and its kind of obvious, that as free as I am as an American, with death still looming over us in the form of aging, Im still pretty much just as oppressed as any oppressed nation.
I dont want to die you know, I just dont want to die.
Edited by brokenportal, 23 March 2009 - 05:30 AM.