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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Future, schmuture!

You know how everybody always keeps talking about the future. In the future everything will be better. In the future we'll have flying cars. In the future I'll try not to accidentally post those compromising pictures of you on the internet. That kinda stuff?

The future this.

The future that.

I've recently, after quite a bit of internal deliberation, come to a conclusion. You see, I've been waiting for more than 26 long years now, but every morning, when my alarm clock beeps, and I open up my eyes and anxiously and eagerly look around me, I'm still in the fucking present!

Ergo, the future does not exist. It's a hoax, perpetuated by watchmakers.

's True.

Cheers

5 Comments:

Blogger The Snakehead said...

Stop smoking so much crack dude, you're starting to talk like a crackhead.

5:29 am  
Blogger Silence said...

I bet that's why people always start talking about the past when they get old.

5:54 pm  
Blogger Pep said...

Who's to say it's even the present! Everything you do is instantly a did. Everything you think is an is immediately becomes a was.

Bakes your noodle, that!

:D

10:23 pm  
Blogger Martin said...

My head hurts.

Cheers

11:00 pm  
Blogger The Snakehead said...

you should get one of these:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060203/ap_on_re_eu/amsterdam_no_toking

7:34 am  

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