When a jet airplane is
headed straight for your face at a high velocity, there's only one thing
you can do to save yourself: grow some wings and fly the hell out of
the way, right? RIGHT! You've watched a lot of those documentaries
about the Buddhist monks who were able to warm their bodies in a
blizzard by going into a deep meditation. Surely this will work for you!
You concentrate as hard as you can... so hard in fact that one of those
big nasty veins starts to pop out of your forehead... but you can't give
up! The plane is only 15 seconds away from obliterating your body! Keep
concentrating! Harder! Harder! You can do it! YOU... CAN... DO... IT...
YOU... CAN...
YES!
In something more
miraculous than you ever saw one one of those old Amazing Stories
TV episodes, you actually sprout a pair of wings and dodge the plane
just in the nick of time! Whew! Now you could fly over to that city
structure in the clouds, but why even bother? You've got wings man...
WINGS! You can go anywhere you want! Soar like a mighty eagle! This is
truly living!
Unfortunately, due to
your insanely intense concentration on growing a pair of wings, your
mind is taking a break at the moment so you are unable to use basic
skills such as logic and reason. You look up at the sun and its warm,
soothing
glow makes you feel energized and alive. "What if I could fly closer
to it? I bet I'd feel even more alive!" your crazy ass thinks to
itself. So you do fly towards the sun and you do feel even more alive
for a while... until, that is, you actually reach the sun and both you
and your newfound wings are burned
to a crisp.
