on immortality

like, what do you think of immortality?
what, to you, is immortality?
if you are alive, and you are alive forever, but no one knows who you are, are you immortal?
if you do not age, but you could be wounded, justlike the greek gods (ares comes to mind--the coward who runs away from battles once wounded)are you immortal?

what if you are immortal, and all your friends die, and the world explodes?
let's say you're floating in outer space, lungs withered from lack of air, you feeling all sorta pain, like chest pains or burns, you flying in space, trapped between the scorching heat of the sun and the blistering outer space cold.
you shout, help, but since you're in space, no one can hear you.

what if, right?
to make matters worse, what if you got donald trump's hair?
now that sucks, doesn't it?

in the zoo, to escape boredom, animals masturbate.
what if you're just left with your upper torso?
how can you fight your own boredom?

do you still think immortality is inviting?

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