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Do you ever wish you had the button? Or maybe you were the one who found the switch. I can't say what it does because in order for it to do something, something had to have happened in the first place. Push the button, flip the switch, and turn the key to end what never had a beginning. What is life to you? Does it have a purpose? Is living so meaningful that death is something to be feared as the end of life? People believe a variety of different thing concerning what happens after one dies. Maybe someone has the right idea. What would you do with the knowledge of afterlife? Obviously no one can communicate what it is that happens, if anything. Now I’m getting off topic. Stop what you don't have the power to start. Take not another breath, let your heart never beat again, let the earth never turn, and keep the sun from burning. What have you changed in so few of words?

 

Maybe it's just me that has no goals. What if I'm the only one who thinks this way? One out of billions? Not likely. The world is in the same state of decay no matter what time zone you’re in. Let me learn to dance, or sing. I'll play an instrument of my choosing and many people will gather together and pay money ever to hear what I have learned. I can paint you a picture with such marvelous color grace with each stroke of the brush. It won’t make a difference. If you haven't already noticed, I'm looking for something. That some something that you've been looking for as well, whether you know about it or not. Everyone is looking for it during one point of their existence. It's the answer to all those questions. Some of you are out there thinking you don't really want to know. You’re also lying. Everyone wants to know in some way or another. What? Why? How? Where will we go? Where did we come from? As I said before, I am looking for it too. I'm not happy with the quest however. Why move through everyday wondering these things just to find out that it has no meaning and your time spent here will amount to nothing. So many precious seconds wasted everyday. You waste, I waste. Everyone wastes time on something that doesn't matter and won’t help. See, your doing it right now. You don't care what I have to say. You seem to think by reading other peoples writings you grow smarter and learn how to be more of an open thinker. You wrong. The only thing you get from my writing is a sense of wasted time and maybe even a feeling that your IQ has dropped a few points because of it. Let’s go back and see how many grammatical errors I have made so far. Oh, wait. Spell check. Something someone worked on and spent their life perfecting to help others. In reality we are all just that much lazier. Just hit the button and make every ones life easier, but then people never take the time to learn how to spell correctly or place the correct punctuation after each sentence. One thing my spell check isn't so perfect at either. That’s why I write incomplete sentences on purpose. All of you English majors out there are cutting up this paragraph trying to figure out when I'm going to change the subject.

 

Tiny spiders crawling in you bed what you think everything is safe in the world. One of the neighborhood kids playing too close to the pool in winter. He falls in and gets caught in the tarp. Just part of another statistic on how many kids of certain age groups die each year in your part of the country due to negligent parents. There's something for me to over look in this Sunday’s paper.

 

Maybe the correct way to say it isn't flipping a switch or pushing a button. No, I want you to pull the plug. Pull my plug. The simple things fall out of memory. I lose track of the time and the day. Weeks go by in an instant. Hours drag on for years. By the end of the day I'm celebrating another birthday that I don't celebrate. This is what it feels like to let go. I don’t care what you think of this or of me; I can’t care of it because if I do then it will change how I write it.

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[Veronica]

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