October 30th, 2011

Ctrl+Alt+Del - Scott & Ted

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Provided I have enough money saved up, I want to be cryogenically frozen so I can be revived when whatever went wrong can be reversed, even if it's 100, 500, or 1000 years from now.

If that's not an option then I want to be cremated and ashes thrown to the wind or used as fertilizer. An idealistic use would be shot into space, but that'll just make me end up being the flying debris which probably hits a spaceship some day, crippling their warp engine. XD I suppose just being shot into a sun wouldn't be so bad, though.

Once I'm dead, and there's no way to preserve for reviving within my means, I honestly don't care too much what happens to me. It's someone elses problem.

Actually, now that I think about it, barring cryogenic freezing, donate my body to science.
Ctrl+Alt+Del - Scott & Ted

Dreams: Young witch in school

Last night I dreamed I was a young witch in school. The exact age/type of school was unclear, as I was driving yet had the impression I was very young, around the 12-16 age range. Every time I woke up, rolled over, and went back to sleep the dream would continue with another scene of the same story (per usual).

In this world witches were well known yet not very populus. They got respect and weren't hunted, but at the same time they were sought out and employeed, at any age. There was no fear of being forced to do things unwanted, yet wasn't ideal to take a witch too young (not that that stopped them from hounding them).

The rules of magic were somewhat fuzzy. It wasn't clear what all I could or couldn't do. At times I could make things happen just by thinking about it. This was how things most often happened in the dream, often at the school, and the other students and teachers would cover for whatever happened from prying eyes. It was often saving something, or someone, from disaster so it was in their best interest to keep me around.