Through The Stars

Through The Stars

Imagine a new world, a perfect world. There are plenty of supplies to keep you alive. Though you wouldn’t need it. You could live forever. You could live in a perfect, beautiful world where there wasn’t any war. There would not be war, poverty, hunger. You wouldn’t need money. There wouldn’t be any need to squabble over millions of useless pieces of paper. There would not be any fight for power that exists only in the imaginations of those involved.  No criminals and wrong doers.

Of course, that would be because you were alone.

You’d never go insane, as would normally happen.

You’d never see anyone again.

Would you sacrifice human interaction for a perfect world where you would never die, and you could do whatever pleased you?

You could live in a perfect world, all alone, forever.