Or they could have tried to eat the EVAs and the Giant Naked Rei
Although this technically isn't a happier ending I suppose, but it's happy for the End of Evangelion
“You know what the best thing about magic is?
Sometimes, after spending a lot of time in pondering, or feeling inspired, or caught up in some work of fiction, I forget myself, and for a moment, I feel like I'm back to my younger days, my more exciting days. And then I blink. I realize that was all a long time ago, and the wall looms even closer, and I've no one to hold me while I fight not to break down.
I wish I knew what happened to the person staring back at me from the mirror. Why does your body feel ten years older than it is, while your mind feels ten years younger? Where did your time go? Where did they go? Why didn't you grab for them when you had the chance? Why don't you do it now? What do you want from me?
Sometimes, I wish I didn't think so much.
So. The Pope's resigned.
That's kinda weird.
I can't imagine the resignation letter.
I am writing to inform you of my decision to stand down from my position as infallible head of your church in the physical realm. I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for.... well, everything really. I have greatly enjoyed my time in-post, and will clearly look to remain as part of your subjects for as long as I live. This is clearly a challenging time for the business, what with the continued insistence on making scientific discoveries in an attempt to discredit your existence, and I therefore wish you, the angels, the saints and everyone involved in keeping us on the right spiritual path all the best for the future.
P.S. I'd be very grateful if you could provide a character reference to St Peter in preparation for a few years' time, but if you could omit any mention of that little club I belonged to in the 1930s it'd be greatly appreciated."
Jack of No Trades, Master of Less
Originally Posted by Illidania
Last edited by Sharkerbob; 02-11-2013 at 06:08 AM.
The sad thing is, the 'more exciting days' were nice...but looking back on them, on the angst, the confusion, the disconnection from reality, the self-interest, the stupidity, the lack of common sense, etc, I'm happier where I am now.
I realize this probably doesn't help. Just try looking at your past self without the rose coloured glasses on. Maybe it'll make a difference. Maybe you really did have everything back then, and it won't.
Oh, my past self was an even more neurotic mess than my current. I just had this sudden overwhelming feeling of... nostalgia/loneliness... for when I was in college, or something, and everything seemed confused and frightening, but I was at an age where that was expcted, and it was easy to walk ten feet down the hall and hang out with friends, and then go for long walks around the city in the wee hours of the night pontificating about life, the universe, and everything. In some ways, I feel like I haven't really progressed from that state of being, while everyone else has gone and gotten lives and achieved dreams. And here I am, still going into panic attacks when I try to think about "what I want to be when I grow up."The sad thing is, the 'more exciting days' were nice...but looking back on them, on the angst, the confusion, the disconnection from reality, the self-interest, the stupidity, the lack of common sense, etc, I'm happier where I am now.
Of course, then I remind myself I am a lot wiser/knowledgeable about events that happened in the past, I've already basically achieved the closest thing to a dream I've ever had, and my life is about as stress free as possible, and I'm technically not even poor anymore, sort of, so I'm doing heads and shoulders above my past self. I think I just grew up with a constant dread over my shoulders at all times, and sometimes the feeling can relapse. It's almost like not having hardly anything to worry about is itself worrying, because you end up worrying about shit you shouldn't even pay much attention to.
I think I'm alright now. I've been flaking out on writing projects all week even as I gear up to start a new writing goal, and then watching some weird anime, it all sort of triggered this introspective rush. Happens from time to time. All I can do is let it flow.I realize this probably doesn't help. Just try looking at your past self without the rose coloured glasses on. Maybe it'll make a difference. Maybe you really did have everything back then, and it won't.
I like to think I appreciated what I had when I had it. And if I'm being honest, I have advantages now that most people I know don't, so there's that.It's pretty hard facing time, and knowing it's a one-way street. It can be quite discouraging to see what one has 'lost', and how little one appreciated it when it was there.
Anyway, some people drown their worries in booze, I drown mine in stories. At least with writing, there's always a new adventure, should you choose to pursue it. Just try to avoid the adventures that make you relapse. :P
I just realised that Hank Pym has more legacy heroes than almost anybody else; maybe even than the Bat and the Spider. Well, not the first Green Lantern (cos there's now bloody thousands of them), but everybody else.
He's either directly or indirectly responsible for: Wasp (Janet Van Dyne), Goliath II (Clint Barton), Goliath III/Atlas (Erik Josten), Giant Man/Black Goliath/Goliath IV (Bill Foster), Goliath V (Tom Foster), Ant-Man II (Scott Lang), Ant-Man III (Eric O'Grady), Yellowjacket II (Rita De Mara), Stature (Cassie Lang), Vision, Jocasta....
He's pretty much created his own Avengers roster. Not to mention using six different names himself while in the Avengers.
Jack of No Trades, Master of Less