Share the story of a time you felt unsafe.
Well, anytime that I’m flying…for obvious reasons. I don’t care how many times they say it’s safer than driving, you’re thousands of feet up in the air. The person flying the plane is someone that you don’t know. Plus, I’m claustrophobic. And, you don’t know how many of those other people on the plane are crazy lunatics. Sometimes, there are crying babies that you can do absolutely nothing about. Then, there’s that bathroom. It’s like, “Look, I’m a sardine in a little can.” Plus, it’s cramped. My butt always falls asleep.
On my last trip (a month ago) there was a guy who was in such a hurry to get his suitcase from the overhead compartment when we landed. He couldn’t wait. Everybody is standing in the aisles being all antsy. Anyway, he pulled his suitcase out and it fell on the head of the guy in front of me. He was old, and bald. The suitcase cut his head open and he was bleeding. The guy who dropped it just said, “Oh, I’m sorry”. The guy sitting across from me gave the guy a kleenex to put on his bleeding head. Nobody notified the flight attendant, or anything. The guy just sat there bleeding. Finally, the guy who dropped the suitcase looked around at everybody and said, “I’m just clumsy”. I was like, “No, you’re just an impatient idiot”. Anyway, the whole incident was so awkward and annoying.
People are in such a hurry to get from point A to point B, and they’ll stick themselves in a sardine can with a bunch of strangers to do it. I rarely fly. I try to avoid it at all cost. But, I had to go to a stupid wedding in Las Vegas, so I got on the damn plane. Rocky Mountain High by John Denver was stuck in my head the whole time. If you’ve seen the movie Final Destination then you know what I’m talking about.
Anyway, yeah…flying. Madness.
Is there a painting or sculpture you’re drawn to? What does it say to you? Describe the experience. (Or, if art doesn’t speak to you, tell us why.)
Okay, first of all, how can you not like art. I suppose there are those who don’t, but it adds so much to life.
It’s hard to pick just one because there is so much that I like. I seem to lean more towards the abstract and modern. More zeitgeist oriented. Impressionism, expressionism, abstract-expressionism, vorticism, cubism, etc. I’m a fan of Mark Rothko. Also Pollock. Not too hip on Dali. Although, I do like some surrealism…like Grosz.
I think I lean more towards Monet and Manet. There’s something about Monet. Maybe the dream-like quality of impressionism. Plus, I like his subject matter.
You’ve been given the superpower to change one law of nature. How do you use it?
Gee, man is a pretty aggressive animal. Probably the most aggressive animal in all of the animal kingdom. So, unless your name is Mother Teresa, or the word Saint is in front of your name, given that power, you’re probably going to turn into some sort of evil dictator. I don’t care how nice you are right now. That shit is gonna go to your head.
Also, is this the natural law, or a metaphysical law… because if you bring science into this, it becomes super complicated. Or, is it a man-made keep shit running properly law. Because, that’s where the evil dictator comes in.
Anyway, I hate this question. So, for my answer I guess I would have to take the beauty pageant route and say “world peace”.
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You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you?
Okay, first of all psychics are fake… Or are they? Idk. Brainpower, intuition, and all that mess.
Anyway, the lady is a palm reader. I’m not really sure how that relates to psychics. She’s getting her clues from your body; or at least your hand.
Okay, first of all I would be like, “Look bitch, why are you sitting next to me “? I only fly Southwest. They don’t have assigned seating. So, the only way that she would be sitting next to me is if she were the last person on the plane. And I’m sorry, but a palm reader or a psychic or whatever should know better than to be that damn late that they’re going to be stuck next to me.
Also, if I knew what she was going to tell me then wouldn’t that make me a psychic ? And if I were a psychic, then I wouldn’t need the Palm reader because I would already know what she was going to tell me. I would be like, ” Look lady, I’m COSMIC. I don’t need some palm to tell me stuff. I got these sixth sense brainwave things. Also, the plane is going to crash. So you telling me stuff means absolutely nothing “.
So yeah, that’s what would go down with me and the palm reader lady.
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