This is all a work of fiction.

Life is a fiction.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Imagine this:

There are a stack of one billion papers. All of these papers have been piling up on a desk throughout many years. What would you do with all of these papers? Are these even your papers?

Ah, but these papers- presumably not yours- are actually out of order. Now, what do you do? Do you decide to take on the task of placing all one billion papers in chronological order? Ah, but this task is impossible to complete on your own, even if you started on the day of your birth to the day you died. What is your next option? You call up your best friend and tell them about this mess. They say, "Eh, why does it matter? Just leave them alone- maybe they're supposed to be out of order?"

But it's puzzling you- why have an order for something when it isn't in order? Certainly, these papers are supposed to be in order. You start shuffling through more papers to try and recognize a pattern of some sort- but there are so many to sort through that it's overwhelming. You can't do this at all. It's too much of a responsibility- almost a burden. Do you leave this all behind? Hope someone else with as much motivation and spirit comes across these papers and can deal with them? Or do you tell others about these papers and see who else they can get to help you?

What would your decision be?

"One person can make a difference, and everyone should try."
- John Fitzgerald Kennedy

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