If you could live forever, would you? Why or why not?

Yes, I would. I just know I’ll regret it, but I’m far to curious to say no if I came across such an opportunity. I want to know what the future hold, how humanity will change, what new things will be discovered, will there ever be true peace, will we kill each other, will we destroy our own planet, will everyone have rights, and much more.  On the other side, all my friends and family will wither away and die. Everyone I will ever love will die. Since I’m going to live such a long time, a normal human lifetime will seem like such a sort time for me. After a while, I think I might just stop caring about the world, go to sleep and sleep until the end. But as I said before, the curiosity overcomes the negative consequences eternal life might bring.

What were your favorite books as a child, and why?

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I don’t really remember any specific books, but I remember loving all books by David Eddings.  I mostly read fantasy, and I think it was because it was an easy way to escape reality, you see I’m an escapist (escapism). Today I mostly “escape” reality by movies and tv-series, humour and daydreaming, but as a kid I used the wonderful worlds that exist in the fantasy genre.

I’m not really into fantasy as much as I used to, I prefer science fiction, action and most of all post-apocalyptic fiction now.  The worlds in fantasy books where much more simple than reality, at least I thought so when younger. I found it hard to make friends as a kid, I suffered from extreme shyness around strangers. I still find it hard to speak to stranger, but it’s gotten a whole lot better. In the fantasy world the social bit didn’t seem to be as hard as in real life, and seeing how magic existed there, maybe I could be strong and brave too, just by different means.

I used to read a lot more too, before I got my first computer and before we got internet in my house. Using the computer to keep me entertained is a lot more simple than finding a really good book and reading. I used to read a lot, at least one book per month. I loved reading , I could spend an entire day just reading, with occasional breaks for food or going to the toilet.  Even today my view on a perfect day is spending it laying in my bed, with a good book and some snacks.

I don’t understand those people who say they don’t like reading. Is it because they can’t imagine the happenings and people in the book in their heads? I understand those who don’t read because they don’t have time, but those who don’t read because they don’t like it?  There’s even a facebook page called I don’t read. Loads of people have liked it, meaning that loads of people proudly will tell you that they don’t read and that they’re proud of it. I find that horrible!

I’ve began to read a little here and there, and I hope to begin to read as much as I did as a child. It’s hard because of school. I come home late, tired and with loads of homework, but I want to make time for a book. I won’t be able to read through books as fast as I did when younger, but at least I’ll be reading.

Injustices

There are so many injustices  in the world, so many things to improve, so many people suffering, so much ignorance and arrogance. What are we supposed to do?  If one problem gets solved, two other pop up.