Dsanders

I want a hug from a cute princess

Um ... hi

I see that a civil war has virtually begun to take place here ... How wonderful xD

Hmm ... dammit, you just made another good point lol. Maybe I'll just surrender. If you were able to rally this many people and put this much effort into your invasion, then maybe you're deserving of such conquest after all.

Shhh! We don't need any changes. This thread is fine the way it is

I don't know about that. I believe you can choose to be joyful or not. Happiness seems more superficial and it's often sourced from material objects (e.g., Some people buy excessive clothes because it makes them happy; relationships can make one happy for a while but when that spark fades away, the partners need to find an inner sense of joy to keep moving forward). That's just my take on it. It's funny because I don't even have to worry about going off topic since this is a "general chat thread." huehuehue So yeah, I've decided to join the rebellion, muahaha

Well then I will shift from being independent to a rebel. It's funny how my last post stripped some of the invaders of their sense of direction lolol

To address the invaders, if you want to get technical and philosophical, happiness is nothing but a mere temporary luxury. Thomas Jefferson stated in the Declaration of Independence, that we have the right to pursue happiness, but there is no guarantee that we could actually obtain and keep happiness. It's joy that you want, not happiness. Joy is permanent, happiness is a luxury that's easy to lose. -_- Therefore your cause is irrelevant So ... I think I'm going to be independent here

Okay, well you make a good point there. However, I would like to hear the rebellion's take in this matter before I come to a final decision. *hugs woona* I'm quite happy with life, so yes Okay, well I must know what the rebellion's goals are as well. :okiedokielokie:

What's wrong with our lives, the thread we have now, and our experience? If you want to sound more convincing, you must not only explain your cause, but identify the problem that you want to supposedly try to fix -_- Aren't we already happy?

@, @, :okiedokielokie: ... :okiedokielokie: :okiedokielokie: ... :okiedokielokie: :okiedokielokie: :okiedokielokie: ... Let's see, not being invaded is good, brownies are good ... but then again, cookies are good, and invasion can be good if it is for the right reasons. Try harder lol

Okay ... Why don't we take an objective standpoint, look at this politically, and evaluate the causes that both sides here are striving for. So far I am not convinced to join either side :okiedokielokie:

What the heck is going on here?

Thank you for the kind words! Good guesses. Maybe it's something similar to the latter, who knows. I'm afraid I can't give away all of the details yet. However, I will say this: the setting I have in mind for this story is almost incomprehensible. I plan to make this story into a real eye-opener into the social, political, ethical, and philosophical reality of our humanity and how striving for unobtainable perfection can lead to our downfall. Glad you enjoyed the prologue.

If I get enough positive feedback, I may consider writing an entire novel or novella out of this. I don't want to give too much away but this the prologue of a sci-fi story that I've been working on for over two years. Let me know what you think. From Here to Eternity(Prologue) The Sun was beautiful. It was always beautiful. It was timeless and ageless. Even after an incomprehensible passing of centuries and millenniums, even after what seemed like an eternity of eternities, the Sun remained. If God had chosen to have a daughter, it would of certainly have been the Sun. The Sun was the eternal spring of life and its scorching flames have been erupting from its molten and seemingly immortal pool of super-heated gases since the beginning of the book of time. This glorious ball of passionate fire and light had existed before the very worlds it gave birth to. It was destined to be the center, a core of origin, the symbol of a beginning. It was one of the many genuinely burning bright marbles dropped intently by God into the sea of utter darkness, for the grand purpose of giving meaning to the blanket of void and despair. As a result, the first and the foremost greatest gift to ever have been given was given, and that was: the gift of life. Nothing in existence can ever hold as much as a profoundness of meaning as the very essence of Life itself. And no kind of life could have ever been any more grateful for having the opportunity to exist and enjoy the delight of this privilege as much as humanity. From the earliest points in ancient history, humans had always valued and praised the Sun for its everlasting warmth. Some saw it as a divine deity, others saw it as a lively world of its own; many legends and folklore stories sprung out of these various uncertainties. Spiritualists and philosophers had pondered endlessly on the Sun's integrity and origin for many centuries. This lead to many romanticized theories and ideologies, which continued on until the rise of scientific advancements and early astronomy came about. Despite the death of these legends and deism of the sun, her beauty and mystery continued to kindle the amazement and wondrous inspiration of astronomers and cosmologists alike for numerous generations. The more that they had learned, the more they discovered, and the more uncountable monumental discoveries they had made, which momentarily lead them to believe that they knew all there was to know, the more that they had discovered how little they knew. The Sun had inspired the world. Not only had her warmth granted life to the human race, but her presence in the blue lit daytime sky was always a great timeless blessing to the hearts, minds, and souls. The Sun was a beacon of hope for mankind, their one and only candle that never ceased to burn out, and their sole provider of life within the endless and formless ocean of darkness. She had always prevented their fate in the ice from befalling them and She had always reassured them that the long eerie nights would come to an end. Her beautiful brilliance and rays of life had forever inspired a wholeness of beauty, romance and hope for humanity. She had spurred a sense of happiness in the artistic minds and passionate hearts of naturalists, writers, and philosophers of culture, art, and literature all throughout history. And most of all, the Sun was the beautiful and timeless symbol of the beginning of day. At Sunrise, the world smiled. At Sunset, the world mourned. The Sun's eternal presence and ceaseless existence had been one of the very reasons the human race had lived and thrived for so vastly long. And just as the Sun was timeless and seemingly eternal, so were the worlds that revolved around her, and all the life that her warmth had allowed to exist. In some unique perspective, one could argue that the Sun had ultimately been the grand source of time for humanity. The history of mankind wouldn't have been possible without her. Life would have never began. She had selflessly granted them such a longevity of time that went far beyond any comprehension, beyond all expectations. Nonetheless, even through all that time, this common memory of the sun had never changed: At Sunrise, the world smiled. At Sunset, the world mourned.